Cinquain

Vagari
An untethered soul strolls through the wind No end Nowhere to begin Sinking and swimming with the tide Finding any place that will abide their vibe
By Atomic Historian8 months ago in Poets
Evil Queen
A/N: What can I say. I wish to steal you away my fair lady. Not as a man but as a woman with wisdom and glossy lips enough to kiss. Fair lady, may I offer you a ride in the comments. Maybe we could talk some more. You don’t need to pay a thing, it’s free. Fair lady. ♥️🤗🙏🏽
By Caitlin Charlton8 months ago in Poets
"Whisper of a Wildflower"
In a meadow kissed by morning light, A blossom stands in silent might, Its petals brushed with amethyst hue, Cradling gold in drops of dew.
By Fazal Malik8 months ago in Poets
"Sun-Kissed Blossom"
In morning’s hush, where whispers weave, A blossom stands with threads of eve. Petals painted—fire and gold, A tale of dawn in silence told.
By Fazal Malik8 months ago in Poets
"Sentinel of the Sky"
Perched above the winding blue, Where morning paints the world anew, The eagle stands in solemn grace, A monarch with a timeless face.
By Fazal Malik8 months ago in Poets
“Halo of Earth”
A halo glows in heaven’s dome, Above the Earth, our fragile home, The sun — a sentinel so bright, Bathes us in its ageless light.
By Fazal Malik8 months ago in Poets
Love and Porcupines
Love and porcupines Go together like cyanide and wine A deliciously disastrous embrace Thank you for reading my work. If you enjoyed this story, there’s more below. Please hit the like and subscribe button, you can follow me on Facebook, Twitter, and Instagram @AtomicHistorian. To help me create more content, leave a tip or become a pledged subscriber. I also make stickers, t-shirts, etc here.
By Atomic Historian9 months ago in Poets
Crimson Moon Over Solitude
Beneath a sky of velvet dreams, Where silence hums and starlight gleams, A blood-red moon begins to rise— A lantern hung in midnight skies.
By Fazal Malik9 months ago in Poets
Whispers of the Setting Sun
A golden hush falls on the sea, Where time dissolves so tenderly, The sun descends in molten grace, And paints with fire the sky's embrace.
By Fazal Malik9 months ago in Poets
King of the Dying Light
Upon the rock where shadows fall, He stands alone, yet towers all, With eyes like fire and breath so deep, He guards the dusk while others sleep.
By Fazal Malik9 months ago in Poets
“Whispers Beneath the Crimson Sun”
Beneath a sky where fire meets peace, The crimson sun begins to cease, Its bleeding light on waters still, A hush upon the island hill.
By Fazal Malik9 months ago in Poets
"I’m Not Okay, But I’ll Write Until I Am"
I’m not okay. And maybe that’s finally okay to say. I’ve worn the mask, the smile that cracked at the edges, like a porcelain doll no one dares to drop.
By Muhammad Saeed9 months ago in Poets