A mountain breathing dust through Giza’s patient desert, I met my doppelgängers waiting in the hinterlands Blinkered by a mist of complicity, footfalls echoed what we could not name. We circled what remained until the sand knew us, sediment waiting for ablution to betray it We kept our sea of clar...Read more

Broke by equator, Half my friends are now traitors, All of them spread lies, When you did was being nice, My advice is to be wise....Read more

ever met someone as handsome as me? someone as refined as me? someone who mirrors perfection so effortlessly it almost feels like art? someone who’ll hold your hand like you mean the world and you do— in fleeting, passing ways, like a sunset I admire before turning back to my own reflection becaus...Read more

The echo lingers, a phantom sound, Where laughter bloomed, and love was found. A vacant chair, a silent space, The heavy shroud of their embrace, Now gone. The world keeps spinning, swift and bold, Unheeding stories left untold. The sun still rises, stars still gleam, While shattered fragments of a...Read more

not a kind of lie to be seen but a facade I put on I know you know we're all the pretender that weaves through crowds that dance to a symphony enraptured — on a grandiose, deceitful stage called life...Read more

my students at school always have runny noses the green slimy kinds ewww no! that is gross! why not clean it, i complain not that they care, ugh! there's this kid named jack one time his nose was quite clean, i ate it, he said i grossed you out, eh? but that's just the truth, really thank god, i ...Read more

I have wandered through nights that seemed endless, even when dawn arrived, carrying a burden in my heart as if it had taken up permanent residence—like the darkness recognized me better than I recognized myself. I have been the quiet that follows bad news, the trembling hands that go unnoticed, th...Read more

We are amazed at the outpouring of poetry from so many talented writers. We want to tell you that your voice matters, Always and forever. Since we have already taught you how to write a haiku in the previous prompts, Once again, a haiku based prompt for you. Today's writing session will be s...Read more

I lay here. Tortured by silence. The quiet that made caffeine like kryptonite to me. Feelings that eat me alive every night. Just to no escape. Cuz to me you're home. The oxygen that I wish to comprehend to breathe. Cuz the agony of no one understands me kills me the same. Pain and pleasure sweetnes...Read more

A glass of natural Spring that feels like Summer to be drank in Winter; a gift from the old gods of the mountains, when we were whole and pure, traveling by foot along the breadth of everything. Incredients: - St. Augustine Water - Fresh tobacco - Juniper berries - Rose petals - Fresh ginger ...Read more

I know you had me blocked Everywhere you could I know you've distanced yourself But are you doing good? Your poems spiral darker Than they have before I'm the one in isolation Yet you write how you're alone I still don't wish you harm And I hope that you can tell All I need to know Is if ...Read more

She said I shouldn't love another, and I believed her. Now I sit here every night, not moving on. I don't date, I don't flirt, I don't even look at anyone new. Her words still sit in my head like a rule I can't break. Friends tell me it's been long enough, that I should try again. I nod, say maybe...Read more

Tossing and turning has become a bittersweet habit these days. Midnights where she All I see. These sultry yet calming whispers belong to me. Touch of heaven that slowly playfully flirtatiously claims and wouldn't let go. Ideal of words from her lipstick only just poetry to me. To know this ache run...Read more

Afar. She doesn't know I'm slowly decoding her emotions. Her face. These irresistible details that I found beautiful but didn't say. My silence was my bittersweet demise. My slow fever every night. To know love suffocates me yet becomes me. Only with her. Those river blue deep eyes that I wish oh Go...Read more

Beauty is karma as a canvas that lay beside me. Heaven to the aching softness that I never get to feel. But see it daily. Friend or just lovesick escape? Every time and every almost night. Midnight becomes a friend just to make you more vivid to me. And this song disassociate is at exactly how I fee...Read more