Work hard: so to, become successful. #six

The water's embrace, cold and deep I struggle, but it's too much to keep My breath is gone, my strength is fading In this cruel, relentless sea I am w...Read more

Good morning 🌞 Have you every heard of the six word story? Basically, the six word story is where you compose a meaningful complete narrative conde...Read more

I broke in ways they couldn’t see, But every crack made room for me Im finally safe, ive made my home But memories flood when im alone Memories i wis...Read more

A tree never stands bare if its dreams are built on memories of spring #dreams

Read the following four line poem written by Langston Hughes. Hold fast to dreams For if dreams die Life is a broken-winged bird That cannot fly ...Read more

What's cooking family! Here's a fun prompt for y'all. For today's challenge, describe a color. It can be any color according to your preference. Us...Read more

She walks home with a basket of eggs, morning light dripping down her legs. The street hums soft, like it doesn’t know, how fragile things can break s...Read more

[Saudade] Origin: Portuguese Meaning: Denoting an emotional state of melancholic or profoundly nostalgic longing for a beloved yet absent someone or...Read more

Hi fam, we're making another update. We are removing prompts from our platform. Clicking on the 'Write' tab will now direct you straight to the writin...Read more

The way you behave Brings only disgust, An itch on my skin, A poison I cannot trust. You are not lovable, Merely replaceable— A parody disposable, You...Read more

When speaking in poetry, I say, The way the thought of you enters a room is extremely unappealing to me. Please don't let this feeling I have be fo...Read more

The surroundings get dull once I look at you... Your presence sucks—the colour of my world in my point of view Beneath your steps, the ground seems to...Read more

In English we say I hate you, but in poetry we say... Even if my whole being asks me to forgive you, My heart knows its own hurt and says, ...Read more

I was not planted— only left on stone, my roots grew silent, clinging all alone. No hand to water, no song to call my name, I bent toward broken ligh...Read more

by: Mary Anne B. Sawe One afternoon she sat to ponder, “Do I need air and water, Or do I crave his gentle eyes, More than the earth, the sea, the ski...Read more

Like a gentle song played on violins, One wrong note shatters their noble act. The wolves shed disguise and the chaos begins, The final straw that bro...Read more

We see you hiding in power and gold, stealing our future, our voices you sold. While children go hungry, you feast every night, we suffer in darkness ...Read more

I wake to the sound of coins, coins that will not last a day. My stomach growls louder than the tricycle outside. Pretending to be full is the key, so...Read more

‎With patience as vast as the endless sky. ‎You lift us up, you teach us to fly. ‎Through words and wisdom, gentle and true. ‎You shape our dreams wi...Read more