Upon the Soul

I know the chill,
Skin and cold steel,
Yet colder still,
The pain I now feel…

Tomorrow Comes

Swooping from heaven to pluck us,
From the hell they dropped us in…

The Whispered

Memories hang heavy,
Like Spanish moss draped,
Over the gnarled boughs…

In Little Things

The watermark on the desk,
A simple forever reminder,
When you were sitting there,
Life seemed a little kinder…

Ancient Scars

Grey words tied like a long-jaded rosary,
Worn-out in the constant touching,
A vanquished mind is forever lost…

Suicide Squeeze

Often Misunderstood

A Struggling Author

My Journey with You

The Poetorium at Starlite

An Open Mic & Poetry Show

Sabrina Escorcio

Poetry and Prose

BLOSSOM READS

Cherish every moment

Rtistic

I speak my heart out.

Harley Reborn

♠️Rip It Up & Start Again♥️

UnderthePhilosotree

Connecting philosophy to the world around us

PoeticBelle by Srishti Mundhra

Dichotomy | Contrast | Life

D.C. Gilbert

Award-winning Author

Finding Life

Scribbled pieces of life