Poetry and art go hand in hand; in fact, a poem is just art in the written form.
# **The House with No Mirrors** ### *Reflections in the Eyes of Others* There stands a house upon a hill, Where morning light is soft and still.
By Wisdom opusiri2 years ago in Poets
when a dip becomes a deep well that you can't even climb out to the bright light of the living world of the people who love and need
By Paul Stewart2 years ago in Poets
Golden leaves descend, silent prayers on weary winds, earth sighs in stillness.
By Printique Studios2 years ago in Poets
A lone man walks where shadows bleed to black, The moon a sliver, caught on branches high. He feels the earth beneath his weary track, And whispers rise from questions in the sky.
By Xavier2 years ago in Poets
In the quiet spaces between breaths, there are stories not yet spoken— soft, like the first light of dawn, gentle, yet unyielding.
By Edina Jackson-Yussif --personal growth 2 years ago in Poets
Peace to everyone! I created this today after turning off the news. Sit back, watch the video, and dream of peace. ARTGURU
By Vicki Lawana Trusselli 2 years ago in Poets
The Battle Within: Heart vs. Mind When the mind commands with iron might, The heart retreats, lost in night. Cold decisions, sharp and keen,
By PRABAL TR PRO2 years ago in Poets
A mother’s arms, so warm, so wide, A place where love and dreams abide. Her gentle hands, her tender touch, A love that always means so much.
By Amit Kohli 2 years ago in Poets
Sharp on the tongue, a fiery grace, Waking the senses in steady embrace. A touch of heat, a whispered cure, Melting the cold with power pure.
By Shwet Prabha Baiswar2 years ago in Poets
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ I dreamed of being under the blue and above the blue and beside the blue.
By Shirley Belk2 years ago in Poets
The air hums with something nameless, a quiet song stitched into the wind. I step forward, barefoot on the breathing earth,
The Powers of a Mother Here's some music to go with the poem! Didn’t you know? Mothers are born with superpowers. They’re not all supernatural, but they are super in every right.
By Jah Dandy2 years ago in Poets
