Gratitude

Prayers for Her (Pt. 28)
Dear Lord, Show me how to show her how to seek you first, with joy, may she daily burst. Under the pews at church, tickling peoples ankles, she makes people lurch.
By Rowan Finley 2 years ago in Poets
Parents💕
When we were small, The only word with us was, “Parents”, From fear to ecstasy, They were with us, In the victory, we hid under their smiley face,
By Esala Gunathilake2 years ago in Poets
Humility's Embrace
Within the depths of our being, where shadows loom, Ego resides, a storm we must overcome. An illusion of greatness, a fleeting temptation,
By Ghost2 years ago in Poets
MY MOTHER
In the heart of my memories, she stands, A beacon of love, gentle hands. Her voice, a melody of comfort and care, Guiding me through life's intricate fare.
By Aifuwa Emmanuel2 years ago in Poets
Ghost in a Shell
Life is hell I’m just a ghost in a shell No one to know me No one to tell My story to Because they can’t relate Is this my fate
By Atomic Historian2 years ago in Poets
Bakes
How do you write a poem about a poem? How do you write about a memory that is still so real? A beautiful heated glow of flavour and love,
By Kendall Defoe 2 years ago in Poets
Vocal Media
On Vocal's stage, a voice takes flight, A melody of words, both dark and bright. A platform warm, where stories bloom,
By Buzu2 years ago in Poets
I ate a magic sandwich for a snack. Runner-Up in Snacktime Sonata Challenge.
-How hungry are you? -Hungry as a LION! -What will the lion eat? Would ask my Mum To be so hungry - must be terrifying...
By Salomé Saffiri2 years ago in Poets
Be Proud Of Yourself
If you are a mother, whether single or not; I am proud of you because parenting can be difficult, Even when there are two.
By Carol Ann Townend2 years ago in Poets
Burst From The Flames.
Cold was the hearts of many who touched my world, Those people left my heart frozen like an ice lake that never thawed.
By Carol Ann Townend2 years ago in Poets
All About Aash
*[This piece was first published in the book called, Butter Tea and Banana Soup: Food as Identity in a prose form, for the purpose of this blog post, I have edited it into a poem]*
By Parwana Fayyaz2 years ago in Poets
Bejewelled Kaya Cake
The straits fervour within me prompts me to introduce everyone to a Peranakan go-to snack: Kaya cake. Everyone has a different version of it. My Nonya grandmother prepared hers by layering rich Kaya on top of an equally decadent layer of rice.
By Michelle Liew Tsui-Lin2 years ago in Poets