Browse Poems
Discover poems from our community. Human-written, AI-assisted, and recitations — all celebrated for their artistry.
Journey to Self Help
by Cassie Gander · Aug 10, 2026
I’m drowning in the thoughts of some motivational speaker who never even went to college. I’m in love with a straight girl for the first time. I …
No Longer Home, but Rather Belonging
by Marie Bare · Aug 09, 2026
Empty house, full of memories. Filled boxes, empty of joy. Roads and roads away, from where one day. You met the place you love the most. …
Who Am I?
by Gavin Bridle · Aug 09, 2026
Who am I? I am a mere spirit floating in the wind of consciousness, The spirit of a thousand worlds, a thousand lifetimes, I am led by wisdom lear…
The Chisel
by Grace Forsyth · Aug 08, 2026
Summer drags long into spirals of heat and longing and silence. The mosquitoes shriek songs, convoluted high pitched notes, they’re everywhere an…
Should Have Been Me
by Shelley Nutting · Aug 08, 2026
You walked away. Just left without even a backward glance. I envied you so! How must it feel? to shed all the chattels of ones existence an…
BLUEPRINT
by Esabel Seby · Aug 07, 2026
The grid of the world is too small for this rage. I am my own biggest hater, a precise machine, cutting out my tongue before the crows can feast. …
THE MOTH
by Esabel Seby · Aug 07, 2026
The moth mistakes the lamp for dawn and circles still when hope is gone. I watch and wonder if I'm too chasing lights that won't shine enough. …
The Mountain Listened
by Susanket Panda · Aug 06, 2026
Today,i came to you not as a traveler but as a burdened soul searching for a place where my pain could finally rest, i wrapped my arms around …
The Mountain Listened
by Susanket Panda · Aug 06, 2026
Today,i came to you not as a traveler but as a burdened soul searching for a place where my pain could finally rest, i wrapped my arms aroun…
Unread
by Aranee Saha · Aug 03, 2026
My life is a story, So hold on for all what’s left of me— For I write and illustrate, Still it collects dust as we speak. God doesn't favor me,…
Summer Days
by Fatema Mohamed Abdelsamad · Jul 26, 2026
I never talked about how I struggle to write, how I express words out of my mind, or how I hardly view the world as bright. I remember when I was …
All Around
by Fatema Mohamed Abdelsamad · Jul 26, 2026
Your smell is within my walls, your voice is heard in my head from our usual calls. You held me when nobody did, on your shoulders I cried, and be…