Oakmoss and Amber fills the air with scents of sage and has an earthy tone.
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Hi! I am Aaquib from Pakistan and I am studying currently in the 11th grade.
I think about the universe and nature. I am empathetic towards the feelings and emotions of human beings. This makes me write poetry.
You have shed
Some loved for
And then I
Amanda Baker is a mom, wife, daughter, and therapist in Baltimore, Maryland. She has been writing since the age of seven and continues to write to not only elicit freedom, but to inspire and connect with others.
Shivering on the edge of cold.
Here we are
Hoping I can find you
SEE, YOU BROUGHT OUT THE BEST OF ME
I fell in love with poetry at a young age, when my aunt published her first poem.
Just want to be surrounded by vibes that set my soul on fire and for a beautiful soul to benefit from my writing flow. currently working on a self-help workbook to empower others. looking forward to my future and made amends with my past.
Your scent awakens every pore of my body.
Your comfort soothes me and brings me to a new day full of robust hopes and dreams.
Sugar, I pray that you overcome all this heartache this brang you and see a positive twist.
I pray you cherish every moment you spent with others.
Her bloodline is full of sensuality.
Rough around the edges yet vulnerable at heart.
Strong minded but soft and tender.
The glare of her eyes, hypnotizing.
She carries her problems on her back and walks amongst this universe like kryptonite.
She is LATINA.
Your crisp scent feels like an ocean breeze. Gentle sand between my toes. You’re a summer day full of positive vibes, and full of joy and goodness.
Memories last forever
-so when she thought of you she smiled.
Refreshing wine you were, crisp on a winter’s night. Full of a bold twist and turns. She consumed only the happiest moments of you.
I am a wife, mother, high school english teacher, small business owner, novelist, and poet. I believe humans were created to be creators, and creating is the highest form of awareness that massages our emotions. in the midst of my busy life, creating slows me down. I try to observe human experiences, nature, and minute details from different angles – turning them into an art of words.
Remember those nights
Let’s drive to nowhere-Surround ourselves with no one-
My person I spend
When lovers touch –
Please take me back
Have you considered-
I keep searching for you
Don’t restrict yourself
It’s on nights like this-
I wanted to live
Water keeps moving
When he saw her crestfallen eyes
I lost myself for a while-
You can breathe so much life into those that need it most After your own breath is gone.
When I think about my gravestone
Subtle but vital-
Hi! I’m Danielle, Age 28, from Massachusetts. Writing has always been an outlet I’ve used to help process my feelings. Putting words on paper helps me cope with what’s going on around me. I find writing to be very therapeutic, so I love the way that Pyr + Wit combines poems and candles, My two favorite forms of self-care!
Times are tough , but do not fear!
Born in Peshawar, Pakistan, Fatima Ghafoor is a self proclaimed writer, painter, and a part-time debater. The poem you are reading is a little something she wrote in the hopes for a crumb of escapism, and offers you a bit of the same. “Much Love – Fatima”
The sun embraced the earth one last time
Staining the sky with streaks of crimson red
Sorrow, Passion, lit up the entire sky
Promising another meeting ahead.
I do not scrutinize myself
There’s a certain beauty around things that deceive
Relations that end, illusions blindly believed
Is it the lack of time that adds to its allure?
Or the stunning escapism, the truth delicately obscured.
Two tethered souls, miles apart
I will roam and blindly explore
Castles made of pretense, disguise delicately weaved in defence
I’m sure you will be the death of me
HI! My name is Jai, and I write Poetry and prose inspired by my experiences of life, faith and love. i see myself as a little pencil in the hand of Grace, sending love letters to an aching world. i hope your heart finds what it needs in these words.
Even the darkest nights
All I could ever need
Every soul is poetry coiled within
There’s nothing else in the world
Be still my heart
Despite the aching solitude
Courage is one of the most
Allow yourself to see the delicate beauty in the
Autumn days are for watching
Today I saw the face of courage;
There’s something to be said
Maybe it’s okay just
Dear one, be gentle on your heart;
You’re enchanted by the stars,
Jon Lupin is a writer and father. He shares his stories of love, healing, and restoration the best way he knows how: with poetry. Jon lives in Vancouver, Canada, with his three children and his dog.
Face your fears
She dances to the
Adults are just
She only made time
Kick up the ashes
Love pulls no punches,
She is going to
When i met you
When I’m with her
First I makes the
We are love
My whole life
She was a happy
Marisa Cane is a queer writer whose work has appeared in TriQuarterly Review, Lit Hub, Passages North, and Elsewhere. She is the Author of the poetry chapbook, and Our Debatable Bodies.In 2019, her work was listed on Wigleaf’s Top 50 Very Short Fiction.
Calm are the mornings
These sloppy weekend mornings,
The fire is dying
If you’ve ever been told