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Poetry and art go hand in hand; in fact, a poem is just art in the written form.
Amid life's diverse flow
Amid life's diverse flow, Soul's journey, like a river's glow, Together, nature's show.
Printique StudiosPublished 6 months ago in PoetsI don’t understand
I don’t understand this The memory of you has faded Like a grand sand castle on the beach It took time, but really not all that much
Vicious AvaricePublished 6 months ago in PoetsCybernetic Kiss
Cybernetic kiss AI misinterprets My circuits overheat
Valhalla Poem
Better to reign in Hell than serve in Heaven Darlin meet you in Valhalla Devil gunless Gangsta Bats with wings of tattered skin
Hushed Whispers
In hushed whispers' dance, Realms entwine, hearts' rhythm hums, Echoes weave their tales.
Printique StudiosPublished 6 months ago in Poets"Celestial Ballet"
In the vast expanse of cosmic dreams, Where starlight gleams in endless streams, A symphony of orbs in silent flight, Our solar system dances in the night.
UP TO ME
Thought It was over as I get older Mind playing games I know ain’t over Had a cold shoulder Brought my own folder Time will tell If I’ll get any balder
Haychie_ArtistPublished 6 months ago in PoetsWeep, The Pages
Is the statue hidden in the marble? Are there ideas, buried within my mind? - Strange, how simple life can be I awake; I create. I daydream, contemplate.
Strings
29 January, 2022, night Strings Tides of echoes, Echoes of charm. Charm of the scorpion, Abyss of fun. *** Tied to these strings,
Quiet
In the quiet room, my stomach starts its concert, louder than my speech.
"Verse Unveiled in Shadows"
Genuine poetry, an eerie specter's tale, Within a grim ancestral dwelling's core, Where obsidian mold meanders, Like dendritic trails in singular recollection.
Tymara HowardPublished 6 months ago in PoetsIn the micro fantasy, truth
In the micro fantasy, I place myself as in here and I feel so good about it In the micro fantasy, I am just next to You and You are a part of being