Limerick
An F-Word Limerick. Content Warning.
The F-word might be the perfect word. “Really?” you ask. Can you think of another four-letter word as versatile? It’s a noun and a verb, and if you put an “ing” on the end of it, it becomes the universal adjective and adverb. Put an “er” on the end of it and it says how you really feel about someone.
By Joel Kravitz The Limerick Guyabout a year ago in Poets
If It Were in My Power…
If It Were in My Power… If it were in my power, I’d build a city, a magical tower. Where the flutter of doves in their gentle flight Would turn life’s song into endless delight. Where jingling breaths, like anklets, sing, And senses soak in the hues of spring. Where the moon would never fade or wane, And moonlight’s fabric would gently sustain The barren souls of a thirsty earth, Clothing their hearts with endless worth.
By Muhammad Waseem about a year ago in Poets
If sculpting is your art, O craftsman, Shape my face, my body, and my soul with your hand.
If sculpting is your art, O craftsman, Shape my face, my body, and my soul with your hand. Turn water into glass for me, if you can, Or cleanse this mirror of its rust and sand.
By Muhammad Waseem about a year ago in Poets
