January 7, 2026

Winners
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Flight with burnt wingswhen days turn hard, / I close my eyes, / to see what's left
@Immortality14
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new.hellopoetry.comThe / “sparkling new site” / Feels too bright
@lostling_05
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playtoday it was hailing / and my socks were soaking wet / but I let down my walls
@aether-poet12
8
LOST FOR WORDSSlowly my imagination fades / That creative side of yesterday / I bid farewell with kiss goodnight
@TravelerTim11
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“Frozen”I’m frozen. / I don’t know how to talk. / The words stay trapped,
@Mateja15
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Ballad of the Fat *** CarI’m cruising in my Corolla, / but I don’t get far. / I can’t make the turn
@scarlet-mccall43
4
YonderlyWord of the day - YONDERLY / Meaning - absent minded, emotionally distant / _______________________
@anothergirlwithfantasies38
4
She’s so beautifulShe’s so beautiful / So beautiful that I can’t stand it / Her eyes so deep I get lost in them
@mcr_enjoyer11
3
Jazakumullah KhairanAs I lay on my bed of restlessness / Dwelling on things I can't control / Thought and worries of the future
@Layocephas10
3
SeattleI moved to Seattle for the rain and the clouds / The water drenching my window / And the dark nights filled with wind so loud
@Emiliute9
2
Good WillGood will is one of those feelings that brings light. / As this year begins, may we take the good will that comes / and try to hold on to it a little longer.
@barbara-r-maxwell11
1
I imagine ghosts existI imagine ghosts exist, if only to float and dance through the mist. / Not remembering who or what they are. / They don't speak, they don't weep
@Lahkeesha17
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REALITY OF LIFEIn life, you need to give people their distances, / Because not everyone appreciates your time. / You might talk and relate with everyone but only few appreciates your company.
@Neldinny6
0
WHISPERS OF THE PAINTINGSYour thoughts keep me / awake at nights. / So, I turn on the lights
@Blue-Sapphire12
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A Bird In The Butterfly FlutterTake my hand / Walk on the blood / Pluck the young
@Yashkrit_Ray12
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Winter from my windowThe tree’s reaching tangled arms stretching for a taste of the winter sun’s null gleaming. Recognizably maple even for lack of its feathery green foliage, it’s fallen leaves spread across the ground, collecting in corners and hollows waiting to be absorbed into the earth from whence their mother came. / The sky a dull pale memory of the summer’s azure hues, not a wisp of cloud to be seen. The sun hangs low to the south continuing its eternal dance with heavens and planet. / The husks of the gardens and weeds now one and the same in their dreary brown likeness. Both awaiting their peaceful irrelevance, as they crumble into the cold earth. To await the coming seasons when their fallen seed shall rise from their long forgotten corpse.
@Kathleen_Howard3
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That's all I can say about itmidnight talks, tacit alignment, borrowed vocabulary / It's such a privilege to have common ground / Some things are never meant to last
@EvelynYiningChen6
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Fifty dollars.I do not have fifty dollars. / I send it anyway, / like lighting a candle with my last match
@badwords71
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restless embersthe glorious stillness / was madness shaking in quietude. / the heartaches,
@REY44
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Love, After.I’ve never been one for love. / Sure, I’ve been in love, / But I've had more pain than joy.
@JennaLee20
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Where do broken souls go?You might see them in the sea, / Head's above the water, staring / at the lofty sky while being mauled
@spring-mnemosyne30
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