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

Monet Painting
If you were a Monet painting, I would dip my fingers into your flesh And tear you open just to see Your pretty pastel insides.
By Silver Daux2 years ago in Poets
I fall in love with love that isn’t mine.
I watch it unfold, silver-lit faces, hands brushing, eyes speaking a language I do not know. They say love is real, but it lives in pixels,
By Marvelous Michael2 years ago in Poets
The Wind Carries My Pain
Hilali Jaghata’i, a 15th-century Persian poet, was known for his deeply emotional and expressive poetry. His ghazals often explore the anguish of love, the torment of longing, and the delicate beauty of unfulfilled desire. In this poem, the poet portrays himself as a restless shadow, wandering in sorrow. He contrasts the joy of blooming flowers with his own tears, reflecting the bittersweet nature of love. The poem encapsulates the despair of a heart that has given everything, only to be met with silence and distance.
By heasb0022 years ago in Poets
Lost in Love’s Devotion
Kalim Kashani, a 17th-century Persian poet of the Indian style, is known for his intricate metaphors and deep emotional expressions. His poetry often explores themes of love, longing, and the inevitable sorrow that accompanies devotion. In this ghazal, the poet surrenders entirely to love, emphasizing that his heart has never sought anything beyond the beloved. Through striking imagery—like the candle burning itself out in silence—he beautifully portrays the pain of unreciprocated affection and the hopelessness of waiting for a distant love.
By heasb0012 years ago in Poets
Echoes of Golden Days
The wind hums an old familiar song, carrying whispers of laughter and light— sun-drenched afternoons stretched long, where time spilled like honey, slow and bright.
By Printique Studios2 years ago in Poets
I drunk texted my ex
Prompt- It has been a long night of tequila shots and you pull out your phone seeing your last text, message him again Hi Ari
By Hridya Sharma2 years ago in Poets
A mind Like Wildfire
A Mind Like Wildfire Her thoughts are sparks that dance and race, A wildfire burning every place. She tries to catch them, hold them tight,
By Katie L. Kashan2 years ago in Poets
Gyrating
Listen to the song that inspired the image that, in turn, inspired the poem while you read🩷. Always part of a group She never arrives alone
By Mother Combs2 years ago in Poets
Sycophants
There once was a King with no nethers Who'd hang his friends out in the weather He'd walk through dung Yet willing tongues
By Matthew J. Fromm2 years ago in Poets
For Her
Like a butterfly, she has evolved Like the seasons she has changed and found herself Season by season, Bit by bit But no one knows that They know her as the carefree happy Woman But not the journey They know she is strong but not the extent She is the heroine my mother told me tales about under the moon And like the moon, she went through phases Gracefully even though it seemed like she was missing parts Parts she kept a secret Like a tornado She’s powerful And leaves a mark wherever she goes A misunderstood mark of newness But that’s what makes her phenomenal
By Ropafadzo Thokozani Zinyuke (Fadzo) 2 years ago in Poets
No one Asked
Inside every person there is a child that needs to be understood and to be heard, not to be taken as weak. No one asked if you were tired,
By Astone Zulu2 years ago in Poets
Echoes of a Broken Heart
Rahi Mo'ayeri, a celebrated Persian poet of the 20th century, is known for his deeply emotional and melodious poetry. His verses often express the bittersweet agony of love, where longing and suffering become inseparable from devotion. In this ghazal, the poet speaks of the wounds endured in love’s path, the poison sipped from its cup, and the fire that consumes the heart. With vivid imagery and heartfelt sorrow, this poem captures the essence of a lover who has surrendered to love’s trials.
By Rahatweb Website2 years ago in Poets