Enigma To Most Capturing the power within Loving self and loving others without compromising self I know my boundaries like the moon covering the sun
By Mariann Carroll2 years ago in Poets
Egg Cracks. Light Inverted. People Shocked. End.
By Rachel Deeming2 years ago in Poets
Competition seems like a fine idea Healthy, and conducive to real progress Ah, but there’s a test for gonorrhea Let not the test, per se, the mind obsess;
By D. J. Reddall2 years ago in Poets
everyone gathered to watch the world go dark. served cheeses and homemade preserves. talked about the light, the way it slid among the trees, an
By Dane BH2 years ago in Poets
Eternally hopeful, we stare at the sky Celestial bodies, they give us a sign Life brings so much pain, and I won’t deny I crave for the moment when planets align
By Katya Duft2 years ago in Poets
“Eclipse”? Played by that group? Could I be more predictable? Like it wasn’t going to be on my list… I did try something classical:
By Kendall Defoe 2 years ago in Poets
Escaping own's shine to briefly lighten the controlling edges of another, Covertly darkened unexpectedly by one who cruelly chose to dim.
By ANITA RACHELLE2 years ago in Poets
Everlasting existence and, Concepts of eternity Life that lasts, more than just a long time Is the search of many in ways substantial and not
By Josh Morgan2 years ago in Poets
Each day passes, and we keep going on this cycle around the sun, each moment extending our lifetimes another second. If you think about it, we are constantly eclipsing our
By Kay Husnick2 years ago in Poets
Events like this don't happen often. Clear the date from any responsibilities. Look to the sky, and witness something spectacular.
By Lillianna Nightveil2 years ago in Poets
Eleguá, the divine trickster, was first known as Eshu, the Canvas of darkness upon which the world was cast Light? What does it even mean, what purpose does it serve, when the cosmos is You?
By Lily Séjor2 years ago in Poets
earth will die in just a moment crushing, killing us like fleas listen, watch, and try to own it ice melts on our hands and knees
By angela hepworth2 years ago in Poets
