Weekly Contest
No contests this week.
Classic poem of the day
The golden one is gone from the banquets;
She, beloved of Atimetus,
The swallow, the bright Homonoea:
Gone the dear chatterer;
Death succeeds Atimetus.
member poem of the day
THE MOST BEAUTIFUL PERSON I HAVE EVER MET.
The sweetness on your face is like a scoop of intensely flavored and unbelievably delightful Italian ice-cream that every time you taste; you want to have more without worrying about calories.
You are that kind of beautiful.
When I see you, I get stuck in your beauty like a celebrity is stuck amidst his fans where every heart beats are filled with passion, happiness, and a desire to be closer, a further.
When you look in the mirror, the mirror must be thinking, today I saw the prettiest girl
The moon must be feeling envious of you every time you are admired that you look gorgeous than her
You are that kind of beautiful.
When you smile, it makes me believe the whole world is at your fingertips, all that you would convey through your smile can overwhelm anybody’s mind and heart, here mine.
You are that kind of beautiful.
Your youthful skin shines when the sunlight k...
