Infinite Probation (1) 1

by East Poetry

Anything that makes a sound
is a product of Creation...

Wasn't me 1

by Pj

Sometimes we don't have the answers and we find...

The night is nigh (1) 2

by Everlasting

the night is nigh
my eye can see...

untenable under closer examination 2

by prasanna

you—an almost ache, almost wound, almost lover,
almost return to self, almost summer, almost a...

love is a precursor. 1

by prasanna

like a gentle breeze warmed by the sun,
you pour over me in a steady stream, constantly...

love bares its teeth at midnight. 1

by prasanna

consider the litany of beauty—
tonight, there is you, nestled in the fists of...

by chance. 1

by prasanna

Happenstance—the way you turn the corner at full...
bumping into me, spilling an armful of books that...

the execution was stayed. (1) 1

by prasanna

and what else perches upon this body, but the hot...
regret, as if sorrow opened its mouth, turning on...

No Place To Go 1

by Dylan Bryant

The words
stand for something...

In The Darkest Hours God Is The Only Option

by Christen Kuikoua

The Hour Is Dark Indeed
It is Quite Hard to see...

a founding grace

by godlucifer

from heaven to grace
from heaven to speaking grace...

Angels' fish (1) 1

by Obscure

The angels found me yesterday
And the wind carried their voices...