Blackout

Reasonable?
There’s no reason or rhyme They call it a reasonable crime They pretend like there’s no end They use words like honor and duty as punchlines
By Atomic Historianabout a year ago in Poets
The Veil Between Night and Day: The mystery of dusk and dawn
As the sun descends to meet the horizon, A tranquil stillness envelops the scene, heralding a renewal. Twilight unfurls its delicate shroud,
By Tendayi Ngwerumeabout a year ago in Poets
The Last Journey of Bala the Elephant
In the dense jungles of Assam, there lived a wise and gentle elephant named Bala. He was massive, with tusks that gleamed like polished ivory and a soulful gaze that seemed to hold the stories of a thousand years. Bala was the leader of his herd, a protector and guide through treacherous rivers and drought-ridden summers.
By Shiv Rabariabout a year ago in Poets
Not a Word
I don’t care if it’s not a word I’m using it You heard If the antonym is real Then by god I’ll use anything that sounds right
By Atomic Historianabout a year ago in Poets
Hacker
Rewriting the code To get rid of memories we hold Of times we scold Fearing the cheering of holidays And birthdays delight
By Atomic Historianabout a year ago in Poets
You’re my Drug
You’re my my drug You’re my Dopamine dreams Raving romance Unimaginably uplifting Giddily giggling Together in the moonlight
By Atomic Historianabout a year ago in Poets
A Butterfly’s Kiss
I sat there and wrote the joy of my heart. The heavy heart flows with sweet feelings of love. I painted her face with loving words, near my heart.
By Shahzad Baluchabout a year ago in Poets
Criminals
There’s criminals that wear masks And criminals with guns But if you ask Who does the most damage It’s the criminals in suits and ties
By Atomic Historianabout a year ago in Poets
Cruel
Isn’t it cruel My stomach’s empty But my head is full Full of foolish ideas Of freedom Of peace We’re all out here Just trying to get a piece
By Atomic Historianabout a year ago in Poets
Nothing
How I feel I can't explain If feels like an endless pain I tried so hard but in vain My life, stagnant like water, no loss no gain
By verse voyagerabout a year ago in Poets
Rising Back from the Ash of Mistakes
Rising Back from the Ash of Mistakes (A Performance Poem) There is something sacred in the ashes, A truth that only burns bright when all has fallen,
By Samson E. Giftedabout a year ago in Poets
Mistakes
I’ve been taken by you I want to make mistakes with you I want to raise the stakes with you You’re trapped in my mind
By Atomic Historianabout a year ago in Poets