Poetry and art go hand in hand; in fact, a poem is just art in the written form.
In the moonlit shadows, whispers begin to intertwine, A symphony of love, our hearts do define. Gentle verses dance upon the breeze's art,
By Waseem835 Tv6 months ago in Poets
A lost year for sure. Not for growth, for knowledge, for perseverance. Not for understanding complexity, or existentialist concepts.
By Justin Higgins6 months ago in Poets
Misty rain falls through the night Mystery fills the air Teardrops falling losing sight ⛈⛈⛈⛈⛈ Somber clouds form a displaced fright
By Rick Henry Christopher 6 months ago in Poets
Amidst winter's dreams, Hope whispers through entwined hearts, Tapestries of dreams, Silent echoes weave unity, Spirits dance in moonlit dreams.
By Printique Studios6 months ago in Poets
I’m going to the river Gonna rest my weary mind Listen to that stream And watch my life drift by Some ancient memory to ponder on
By Schmalz6 months ago in Poets
Enter the bubble of the time witch Watch as your mind drifts into a ditch Here there are no watches Just swatches of protruding pasts
By Atomic Historian6 months ago in Poets
Rock, paper, scissors, then shoot A lesson as old and strong as Kung Fu ------- The poor, the rich and everyone in between
By J. K. Anderson6 months ago in Poets
one word leads to another. just around the corner, that’s where i always am. getting closer now, just about to go,
By ⸘jason alan‽6 months ago in Poets
In the depths of the shadowed soul, where whispers linger like ghosts, A poignant dance unfolds, a tale of melancholy boasts.
By Raymond Inosanto6 months ago in Poets
Engulfed in love that blossomed, when I looked at you I knew Nothing else now mattered, with unwavering conviction the belief
By Patrick H6 months ago in Poets
Smoke and mirrors Are all that hide my fears You want in But little do you know I’ve given you more of an inside look Than most have ever taken
You make my life wonderful Sometimes we hurt each other When we stumble and fall But without you I wouldn’t have it all