Friendship

StoneHenge
StoneHenge The circle that watches The stones stand, patient with the weight of centuries, their silence thicker than the night around them,
By George’s Girl 2026 about 4 hours ago in Poets
The Shape of Staying
The Shape of Staying They lean into each other without effort, time resting gently across their faces, lines and marks like quiet maps,
By George’s Girl 2026 about 4 hours ago in Poets
The Good Old Days, 1970
The Good Old Days, 1970 We had one key for the whole front door and left it under the mat Mum said “If they want the telly that bad,
By George’s Girl 2026 about 6 hours ago in Poets
Till 3005
I had never experienced so much love and alignment before, before your lips laid on mine, and we only spoke for hours on end through the phone
By Ruhani Khadijahabout 7 hours ago in Poets
The Good, The Bad, And The Strange
The Good, The Bad, And The Strange The good is found in passing eyes, a look that understands, A quiet nod in crowded rooms, no need for grander plans,
By George’s Girl 2026 about 9 hours ago in Poets
The Habit That Slowly Destroyed Me
It didn’t happen overnight. If it had, maybe I would have noticed. Maybe I would have stopped. But the truth is, the habit that slowly destroyed me didn’t feel dangerous in the beginning. It felt comforting. Familiar. Almost harmless.
By Imran Ali Shahabout 10 hours ago in Poets
I Can't Get Angry, Fight The Good Fight -------------------Sometimes, Life Was Not Meant For Me To Share Time, And Energy With You ----------- --- Tough Skin - I Am "Tougher" Than YOU, Okay !?
I am not really squermish, but I like this image !? Masculinity is hard to pronounce, but in my religion, they are NOT allowed !?
By 365poetryabout 12 hours ago in Poets
I Committed This Crime - Intolerance...
I hate the sky - I can't see it from where I'm sitting !? I hate the bag, that makes others see the sky - hahaha that's not funny, but good try !?
By 365poetryabout 12 hours ago in Poets
I'm searching for diamonds
I'm searching for diamonds 0-0-0 I'm searching for silent diamonds. In the silence of the word. My eyes. A fairy tale of the dream.
By Manuel C.about 13 hours ago in Poets
Hope Where Bombs Fall, Poppy of Memories
Hope Where Bombs Fall, Poppy of Memories The sky once burned with falling fire, Steel rain carved the trembling ground, Walls collapsed into hollow dust,
By George’s Girl 2026 a day ago in Poets
Don’t Crush the Poppies
Don’t Crush the Poppies Heavy boots press into broken earth, Each step a story the ground still keeps, Mud remembers the weight of grief,
By George’s Girl 2026 a day ago in Poets
Prayer
Lord, teach my restless heart to wait in peace, To trust Your hand when storms refuse to cease. When shadows rise and doubts begin to grow,
By CA'Di LUCE * Confessions & Memories in Conversations with friends!/ It’s not a revolution—it’s a quiet evolution.a day ago in Poets