Poetry and art go hand in hand; in fact, a poem is just art in the written form.
🌙 The Love That Learned to Stay Soft They didn’t meet at the right time. They met at a gentle one. Life had already shaped them—
By Zidane9 months ago in Poets
Happenchance the lightening and circumstances perfect. What to capture first? Vibrance of a life well lived. Dark streaming hair and snapping brown eyes.
By Author Anita Dotts9 months ago in Poets
"In the warmth of a shared cup, friendship finds its truest flavor; where coffee awakens the senses, and a soulmate awakens the heart."
By Mo,Ghandour9 months ago in Poets
"True human power lies in the unshakeable certainty of faith and the quiet resilience of patience. It is an internal fortress that remains standing when the world outside falters. For the heart anchored in God is a force that no storm can ever break."
I speak to you the way one speaks to a mirror that remembers more than the face. You were born from my shaking hands, from nights where silence sat beside me
By Jhon smith9 months ago in Poets
🌫 Where Love Learns to Rest Love did not ask for permission. It did not rush the door or claim the future. It arrived quietly,
She sat in the front seat as the darkness took hold Faster and faster the car sped forward Her hand on the wheel and the other on the side
By Gardenia Rose9 months ago in Poets
Announcement! Announcement! Your father has arrived! A belt in his hand, he flicks it to the door, OPEN UP, young one, come sit outside!
busted and shredded life's red blood slowly flowing like a dying stream
By Len Sherman9 months ago in Poets
What a feat to find someone who doesn’t hide in letters and yellow air. I crouched under time and pity, I found you only by reflection. Not the face
By Squeeze D' Avocado9 months ago in Poets
Buy Silent Bites here. ——— How to feel nothing Step one: Let yourself fall madly in love with the wrong person. Step two: Fuck the instructions listen to me
By Melissa Ingoldsby9 months ago in Poets
architecture between the mob and liminal control was the lie and the cross someone said it was good once upon a time the intention looked like the best
By ⸘jason alan‽9 months ago in Poets
