Villanelle
Softener of Evil Hearts
Rejoice, much-sorrowing Mother of God, bearer of soul-piercing pain. Turn our sorrows into joy. Soften the hearts of evil men
Randy BakerPublished about 10 hours ago in PoetsThe Shadows of Whispering Pines
In the heart of the ancient forest, where the shadows whispered secrets and the pines murmured tales of old, lay the enigmatic Whispering Pines—a realm of mystery and darkness shrouded in the embrace of nature. Its tangled undergrowth and looming trees bore witness to centuries of forgotten whispers and unseen forces that danced among the shadows.
The Song Of Jack In The Green
Introduction This is a companion villanelle to the pantoum that I wrote below. Find out more about Jack in the Green here
Mike Singleton - MikeydredPublished 2 days ago in PoetsIf you are overthinker- read this
Overthinking always plonks us into a negative spiral and makes us believe the worst of any scenario. It robs us of the joy of being in the present moment. If you are someone who actively struggles with overthinking and ruminating, here are some powerful affirmations that can help you put yourself at ease and be grounded in the present moment.
Hridya SharmaPublished 5 days ago in PoetsSong of May
Spring finally arrived with May, The leafy trees cover the sky, My favourite month of the year. ~♡~♡~♡~♡~♡~♡~♡~♡~♡~ The weather might still be insane,
The Bear, The Man, and The Woods
Sunlight bleeds through the pines There’s a bear on the path before me A strange man approaches from the rear I run towards the bear
Atomic HistorianPublished 7 days ago in PoetsHow bad can it really be?
Just an ankle injury, it's the pain I go against... How bad can it really be? ~ • ~ • ~ • ~ • ~ • ~ • ~ • ~ • ~ In the school I feel dorky
Painting Pictures
I know this is another villanelle, but I wanted to create a poem about the interconnectedness of art in our work, and this is inspired by the art of my wonderful Muse, who always inspires me.
Mike Singleton - MikeydredPublished 7 days ago in PoetsBe where your feet are
Be where your feet are We often find ourselves either guilt-tripping in the past or ruminating about the future. The present is all that we have in our hands yet we tend to often forget the importance of living in the moment. In a world that constantly holds our attention, it becomes difficult for us to catch a moment of what our primary requirements are in the present, to catch a glimpse of what it is that we truly want for ourselves. Everything that you have ever dreamed of, wanted and will ever need, all of it stems from the present moment.
Hridya SharmaPublished 8 days ago in PoetsA Modern Dating Tale
In the period of swiping left or right and computerized romance, it's not difficult to accept that certifiable associations are more enthusiastically to drop by. However, once in a while, a dating story arises that revives our confidence in luck and the wizardry of human association. Such is the situation with the wonderful experience of Emily and James, a story that advises us that affection frequently tracks down us in the most startling of spots.
Kazi Hasebul Hasan NaimePublished 8 days ago in PoetsA touch of eternity
In the yonder of the angelic light, Resided the beauty of radiance and the somberness of midnight The charms of the fleeting flair of time beckoned to her tune,
Hridya SharmaPublished 9 days ago in Poets21 lessons I learned in my 21 years of existence
I am 21. These are some reminders I give myself. 1)Be your light- Life fills us with moments of darkness and despair. There are times when we do not wish to strive and live the conniving thing called existence. Be your sunshine, light up your life with the courage of hope
Hridya SharmaPublished 9 days ago in Poets