#poem of the day

[soulinkpoetry]

This gave me chills…. A perfect performance of Michael Sheen reciting “ Do not go gentle into that good night “ by Dylan Thomas.

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Source YouTube

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[kalavathiraj]

In one minute he grabs my hands, in the next his eyes gag my voice, God alone knows why he made man, who instead of loving makes her regret her choice.

Kalavathi Raj, QUOTUS

[poems-to-read]

That Crown of Horns had been worn by a queen.

That Crown of Horns had been worn by a warrior who fought for the weakest and just causes.

That Crown of Horns had been worn by her mother.

That Crown of Horns was now worn by a murderer, a usurper.

That Crown of Horns was used for the sole purpose of humiliating both mother and daughter.

Mocking the heroine and the criminal.

Artist's: Annie Stegg Gerard.

[poetic-little-doll]

You’re like an echo I’m waiting to hear back from…

…but at this point I think I’m talking to myself.

S.Lilobell (What did you think talking to the darkness would be like?)

[bravecatfish]

By B.Z @bravecatfish

[die-rosastrasse]

~ Margaret Atwood, from "Variation on the World Sleep"

[lovebloodandmonsters]

— Carolina Outcrop

[timberfigure]

its strange that the days that i miss you line up perfectly with the days i dont like myself

[poemsforthesehours]

From Brenna Twohy's book, Swallowtail. (Button Poetry, 2019).

[alliwanttodoiscollectpoetry]

If I had Three Lives by Sarah Russel

[sakshinarula]

I removed my soul and set it aside to be read on a Sunday unlike today. Today my lonely is heavier than the earth and the weight of it has been killing me slowly. Time is birthing more time and I don't know what I want to do with the excess I already have.

- Sunday Poem, Bad Poetry and This Loving, Sakshi Narula

[kalavathiraj]

I open my eyes and I see you, I close them and I find you again, I go to sleep and I get to know you, and when I wake up, I begin to listen to you again. - I love My Jesus

Kalavathi Raj, QUOTUS

[waitingforthesunrise]

[lonelyfrenchpoet]

I was just a kid

I was just a kid.

I wasn't supposed to see that.

I wasn't supposed to do that.

I wasn't supposed to feel that.

I wasn't supposed to hear that.

I was just a kid.

By Val (22.03.22)

[missnarcissistsworld]

In the realm of love, where hearts collide, A tale of passion, where emotions reside, I'll paint a poem, with words so absurd, "I love you," ain't that the worst thing you ever heard?

[poetrybyonur]

Being touched by a soul leaves permanent marks.

This is a caption from an older piece.