Poetry and art go hand in hand; in fact, a poem is just art in the written form.
Beneath the stars, where dreams take flight, Three legends meet in heaven’s light. Phil, with wisdom and faith so strong,
By Andrew Marsabout a year ago in Poets
I. The Echo in the Park There was once a girl who cried in a park. She begged a man to choose him, but all she got was silence and the weight of an unmade decision.
By The Soft Witnessabout a year ago in Poets
When two oppositely charged particles collide, the result is a powerful display of fated attraction. On 6.13.2020, after matching online during a
By Kale Sinclairabout a year ago in Poets
you are a splash of pink in the vast blueness above that shouldn't be there . your edges fit alongside his to fill in the gap in the sky
By Muchtar Suryawanabout a year ago in Poets
Dancing To Make Money Haiku Dancer for money Sexy moves bringing the cash It’s there I draw lines.
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk about a year ago in Poets
Quote another poet. Snag another Ai. Download another App. Oh Bright Guide, do you have all the answers? Teacher = Glorified Babysitter
By Shanon Angermeyer Normanabout a year ago in Poets
I found a quiet moment, just for me, A chance to dive into creativity, To join the dance of words and rhyme, Among the Vocal friends, in playful time.
By Robert Brownabout a year ago in Poets
I. The frost performs its secret ministry Unhelped by wind, a silent architect Of feather-filigree and crystal lace On every pane. The owlet’s cry, precise
By Jacky Kapadiaabout a year ago in Poets
Not with a sigh, but with a clarion cry that rends the passive air, Beneath the vault where fading constellations bleed their final fire,
*PLEASE LISTEN TO THE SOUND WHILE YOU READ MY POEM ;)* ~ My memory is a soft animal, easily frightened and prone to hiding behind curtains.
By Kodahabout a year ago in Poets
Need to stay like positive Can’t be seen a fugitive Can’t be doing bad you get me…. I’m not so derogative Need to keep myself focused
By Haychie_Artistabout a year ago in Poets
do i play on ur mind like a record on repeat do i travel around while ur trying to sleep will you ever outgrow me, wish you’ve never known me?
By Charli Lilliabout a year ago in Poets
