A collaboration of thirty on a very affectionate affair of poetry pizzazz! Enjoy! I was burnt, left in the ashes of your love, toxic waste sticking to my lungs. (Inspired by today's prompt: rebirth and phoenixes.) Some short, fun haikus for tonight! Hope you enjoy! 2AM the night just drags by A fire burning in my heart ashes, ashes, we all fall down~ Eternity is alive, and with it we are too. The sun sets letting the twilight cover the jungle. Wild sounds , insects , growling of the hungry fangs could be heard that early night . An old and lonely boat can be seen crossing the only river br... been reading Harry Potter again
They say you shouldn’t fig I find comfort in the morbidest of things
By T When meaningful things lose their meaning, we do not leave them. They leave us. Sometimes they leave us with clamour and ceremony. Other times they simply go. This poem is about the latter.