Glimpse
i saw you reach for someone’s hand not mine, though i could barely stand you spoke to them with softer tone than any word you’ve ever thrown and though it burned, i held my breath…
58 anonymous poems, newest first. Every poem is free to read and published without a byline.
i saw you reach for someone’s hand not mine, though i could barely stand you spoke to them with softer tone than any word you’ve ever thrown and though it burned, i held my breath…
I hope that love finds me at my best: My hair done and not a mess; My eyes clear and not teary; My smile real and not rehearsed; My soul light and not heavy. I hope that when love…
my weary eyes stare at the flashing words on my screen, reading them almost too repeatedly; my eyes are already screaming, "we're strained already!" yet, i won't dim the…
Hindi ko maabot ang iyong tinig, ngunit ang iyong anino'y laging nasasalamin sa dapithapong kulay ng aking pangungulila. Sa bawat pagkulimlim ng langit, naglalaro ang iyong mukha…
You were never mine, So I couldn't assume I lost you. All that I owned were my feelings And I couldn't say that I've lost them either.
it stayed just long enough to feel real— then vanished like it was never mine, an evanescence.
"one who reads is one who breathes," yet, when i read the glimmer on your eyes for too long, what irony: it knocked me breathless.
A frog croaked, "rib it!" So, the crocheter obliged Hooks and loops and hops