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Poetry and art go hand in hand; in fact, a poem is just art in the written form.

The Cost of Gold
Today, the world chases money— not the quiet warmth of humanity. Hands that once held kindness now grasp cold coins, letting trust slip like sand.
By Zakir Ullahabout a year ago in Poets
Step into the Echoes Beyond the Veil. Content Warning.
Pookie is my niece. We are starting a podcast based on the paranormal. We will talk about firsthand experiences and beyond. This is our promotional video with music by Vicki. The characters are from my prompts given to LTX Studios. I wrote the song, created the video. This will be a fun podcast exploring the Paranormal. Pookie and I will share our 6th sense gifts with you.
By Vicki Lawana Trusselli about a year ago in Poets
The Freed Consciousness
My mind wears a collar, but the leash lies loose behind. They tried to straighten my spine— mold it into silence, teach it a foreign grammar of obedience.
By Olivia Chastityabout a year ago in Poets
When the Sky
I still remember how your laugh cut through the quiet like sunlight chasing dusk, the kind of moment that makes clocks irrelevant—
By Printique Studiosabout a year ago in Poets
I WANT YOU TO STAY
Need to get you back In mind Need to have you back as mine Went through years together and we…. Set example down the line
By Haychie_Artistabout a year ago in Poets
Ode to Teddy's Song (Zum Dum)
Pressings... "Zum, dum, du-dum" Dum "Zum, dum, du-dum" Dum "Zum, dum, du-dum" Dum "Zum, dum, du-dum" Dum, Dum... Pressings! Thank you for reading! Which part of the poem resonates with you? Share your thoughts. Please leave a comment. Copyright 2025 K.A. Smith
By K.A. Smithabout a year ago in Poets
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All-American amnesiac Power prowling profiteers Exceptionally enthusiastic eccentric Simpletons Thank you for reading my work. If you enjoyed this story, there’s more below. Please hit the like and subscribe button, you can follow me on Facebook, Twitter, and Instagram @AtomicHistorian. To help me create more content, leave a tip or become a pledged subscriber. I also make stickers, t-shirts, etc here.
By Atomic Historianabout a year ago in Poets
Sweet Dream
**Sweet Dream** A hush descends, the stars lean low, As moonlight spills a silver glow. The nightbird hums a lullaby, While wishes sail across the sky.
By MST REHANAabout a year ago in Poets
Saidnamyzo
We look down on ye from the shoulders of gods For we have vanquished the usurpers that have kept mankind in chains for two thousand years
By Atomic Historianabout a year ago in Poets
Fleeting Sands.
Footsteps in soft sand, washed away before the tide. Was I ever here?
By Marvelous Michaelabout a year ago in Poets
Death And Grief.
Death sits with grief for a little while. He knows he has a hard job but the job that grief has is one not even he could ever endure.
By April Kirby.about a year ago in Poets
Stars that remembered us
Beneath the hush of twilight’s sigh, Where oceans kiss the weeping sky, There lies a tale the night wind keeps Of dreamers lost in star-bound sleeps.
By Lajuk anjumabout a year ago in Poets