I live in a dark and lonely world One so hard to understand I have no family, no home, no friends Nothing but a cardboard sign to call my own It hasn’t always been this way I was once a CEO But the economy bust…

Never by me but all by Society Every problem in my life they cause because of my color because they feel they have power No trust in this system living in fear hour by the hour My future is lost bullying I pay the cost…

My First and Second love fight   Love fights, As they bites. Overriding each other priorities, They decide.. To let the owner satisfies, Whom she want to be her first and second love.. Her Passion(poetry) or her Sleep. Sleep said, she is used to of…

Half Poetry Marathoners, this is your last prompt! Congratulations! Poetry Marathoners, you are almost half way through! Congratulations and Good luck! This hour your prompt is to write a poem containing at least five of the following eight words: Moon Lake Glory Jeep Breastbone Spare…

TRAVELIN’ With pencil and paper in hand I jot down the name, I jot down the brand.   For other folks the brand don’t matter but I write it down it saves on the chatter.   I travel from town to town aching with pain, but…

Who built those eyes That tell me lies From the superficial POV Of your digital lens Which clicks likes Like batting lashes Blush faced emojis Replace blood flushed faces You binge on Biased realities truths washed away by filters Characters in one hundred and forty…

She woke from a great slumber, In a parallel realm of space, That she didn’t know what to call. Where she was no one, But sought after by all, Her people had been shackled They were called a lesser race, For as long as they…

A clear, flowing river in the middle of the desert, where the water was dry, John and Jill fetched water to spill, to see Jack and Jane rolling the sandy hills. Let’s continue while taking a nap, I’ll tell you a fable and it’s all…

#PoemNo11   Her feral heart untamed, restless fickle…. seeks adventures beyond this earthly premise.   Like the wind, free, moving from place to place leaving bits of memories in the hearts of those that she crossed paths with…   Her world different with no permanent…

Roaming from place to place You people, never see my face   I see you in your normal life While you see me, so full of strife   You see my clothes, rumpled. As I’ve been in them for days I haven’t showered, Walking around…