If I were a leaf, O what would I do? But wouldn't that make me wish I was a tree? And if I were a tree, would I be happy, what kind of tree would I be...Read more
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Depression is often described as a feeling of great sadness. Yet no one talks about the numbness beating in your chest. The feeling of being there, bu...Read more
“I think I love you cause you are always in my mind…” You stayed in my head like a song on repeat, In every small silence, in every heartbeat, I...Read more
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Hello Little bluebird, Where do you go from here? Your songs are too harsh for my ears To bear. ~ inspired by Bukowski's bluebird 😁
Hush now, pretty baby girl, Welcome to the waiting world. Born beneath a quiet light, Eyes still soft with borrowed sight. Unprotected, drifting slow...Read more
Hi fam We are excited to announce an important update to our platform. We have rebranded from Todayinpoetry.com to Penaiku.com. At fist, TodayInPoet...Read more
At the edge of a village, beyond a white gate, was a garden that children thought simply looked great. Bright tulips and daisies, soft petals that s...Read more
Before we start, a brief disclaimer: this poem contains a sky. If skies have ever made you feel existentially shy, there’s space below for grounding b...Read more
Don’t say you love me — say you loved the disguise, the careful alignment, the soft-spoken lies. You loved the outline, the pencil-thin frame, the ...Read more
It stays with you. Not the shouting. Not the paperwork. The weight. That’s what I remember. Knee down. Palms flat. Concrete warm from the day. Hi...Read more
You say you don’t want to lose me, say stay, say try, say breathe— but it’s not about trying anymore, trying is something I already gave teeth. Yes,...Read more
Alarm rang. I rose. Washed up, cleared the night, left nothing behind. Checked the mirror — looked fine enough to pass. Buttoned the shirt, got ev...Read more
I’ll leave my heart’s light on, hoping you’ll return home. ~ still waiting...Thea Hart ~
They snatched the pork chops mid-chew, said, *“Relax, it’s a contribution,”* mouth full of our dinner, talking redistribution. Called it a cutback—y...Read more
I’m sure you’ve heard that butterflies can’t see their own wings. Do birds know how pretty they sing? Do giraffes ever wish their neck was short? Do ...Read more
They only believe pain when it collapses correctly. When it screams on schedule, when it bleeds where cameras can reach it, when it ruins productivity...Read more
I held my breath till I turned blue So you would take me home with you Elephants are usually grey I changed my color So you’d look my way I stood in ...Read more