Browse Poems
Discover poems from our community. Human-written, AI-assisted, and recitations — all celebrated for their artistry.
"The Vivid Dream"
by Saba hoseini · Sep 09, 2026
In my dreams, there's a faceless soul You from the future, who loves me as a whole In my dreams we dance in the rain You would grasp my hand, as w…
A Motherland of Diamonds
by Victor Anguche · Sep 08, 2026
A Motherland of Diamonds In a world full of diamonds, I chose my motherland, Where diamonds lie in plenty, But glitter for the chosen few. Thi…
Her Lilac Dress
by Goodness Kelechi · Sep 05, 2026
I saw her my soon-to-be owner she walked in the store with her sisters she passed by the blue jeans that most teenage girls rushed to she skipp…
i’m the problem.
by Marie Bare · Sep 01, 2026
I write down the thoughts i need to say I say then and they dont come out quite right, They never do They look me up and down and left to righ…
Free Bird
by Milan van Rheede van Oudtshoorn · Aug 25, 2026
Free Bird Two birds once rested on a wire Dove whistled truth; Crow sang like a liar Though growing weak and deeply tired She kept alive his dy…
Familiar Pain
by Nosihle Gcabashe · Aug 25, 2026
Familiar Pain Nosh.G Why should I be the one to change you? W…
is it too much to ask?
by Cassie Gander · Aug 24, 2026
Is my brain gonna last? Is it too much to ask? Can I be left alone? Is it too much to ask? Will I find love I love? Is it too much to…
Garden
by Sabrina Clara · Aug 23, 2026
If I had a flower for every time I thought of you. I'd have a garden that I could walk through.so even though roses are red and violets are blue my g…
The Cost Of Being Born
by Erika Santos · Aug 20, 2026
Lighter lighting the blunt that takes the pain The pain of addiction The pain of loss The pain of love All love has a cost Some more than othe…
Once Barren, Now Paradise
by Tracy Miller · Aug 18, 2026
Once Barren, Now Paradise I deemed benefit elsewhere, there only cease, Now I harbor anguish, not worthy of a release. My alarm was the symphony…
Thread
by Joseph Ward · Aug 16, 2026
our souls were one but distinctly two for mine was festering, infected and blue but in my sickness, ill and rot was a thread, a tightly wounded …
The Queen in her palace
by Joseph Ward · Aug 16, 2026
deflated and defeated, the queen sends her last men with cobalt jackets and argent insides they arrive by capsule: bitter and ashen. the s…