Holding tight to her green and arid sierra shawls, she peers over a fresco valley set in leprechaun gold. Like a megalithic Buddha she rests on a boulder's shoulder beneath a thulian sky lit by a gingerline disco sun.
Our Hearts is a poem written and shared by John Krux to The Ugly Writers under the theme After The Storm for the month of June. Our Hearts And now, after countless memories, heartbreaks, and tears, the only…
Home is in your arms. And warmth is in your laughs Right where peace lost its charms. And logic laid down its arms.
She looked up at me and smiled. I smiled back. Or was I the first to smile and she smiled back? I don’t remember.
But wouldn't it be great? That the world I grew up with Will it be different from the one I will leave?
This is just a daydream. Can you pick your phone back once more? Dial my number for the first time in nine years. Say your hello again and I'll say mine sweeter.
This was the time when writing escalated through my heart and I escaped from the darkness. I turned into a nomad from then, I swam the ocean of quotes, traveled from the countries of verses to the valleys of poems and then found myself in a boat crossing the river of gullible metaphors.
thank you for reminding me that what I want isn't always right no matter how I try to play it in my mind wrong equals wrong and right will always be right
There's still One life left. Only to find in the end... That the missing piece Is you...
Karma is a short poem written and shared by Kaustav Nath to The Ugly Writers under the theme Love for the month of May.
paano ko nanaising magpatuloy kung sa bandang huli ay maraming mawawala? sapat na sakin ang dalawampu't walong taon na nasilayan ko ang kariktan ng daigdig,
You took everything, leaving me with emptiness. Emptier than how I used to. Maybe I don't deserve anyone. For I now have nothing.