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

Unfolding Like the Dawn
Change does not arrive in thunder, nor in the sharp break of a wave— it comes like the first breath of morning, a hush before the sky begins to glow.
By Edina Jackson-Yussif --personal growth 2 years ago in Poets
The Light You Carry
There is a glow within you, soft as dawn, steady as the stars. It flickers in your quiet moments, shines when you dare to be seen.
By Edina Jackson-Yussif --personal growth 2 years ago in Poets
The Last Storm
The wind howled through the empty streets, carrying with it the scent of rain that would never come. The sky, a dull shade of gray, loomed over the remains of a once-thriving city. Crumbling buildings stood like forgotten tombstones, their windows shattered, their walls cracked by time and neglect. The world had dried up, leaving nothing but dust and despair in its wake.
By Pranshu verma2 years ago in Poets
Louise Glück: A Poet of Deep Introspection and Lyrical Elegance
Early Life and Influences Born in New York City on April 22, 1943, Glück grew up in Long Island. From a young age, she exhibited a deep love for literature and the written word. However, her teenage years were marked by personal struggles, including a battle with anorexia nervosa. These early experiences with suffering and recovery would later influence the themes of her poetry, particularly her exploration of pain, survival, and identity. She attended Sarah Lawrence College and later Columbia University, though she did not earn a formal degree. Instead, she dedicated herself to the craft of poetry, studying under the guidance of influential poets and mentors.
By Mr Ali2 years ago in Poets
Saves Me
on darkest of days in bleakest of hues the sun refuses, her illumination all feels lost, my resignation I am dog, I dirt
By Paul Stewart2 years ago in Poets
Mysterious Mystery
The heart and soul of a nebula, That mysterious stardust, Fills your bones and blood, Mysteries in their own right. From the raging (but gentle)
By Sabayo Matiku2 years ago in Poets
A Love Poem To M.J. 🍃✨. Content Warning.
☁️☁️ ☁️ ☁️ ☁️ ️️☁️ ☁️ ☁️ Dawn exhales ☁️ in blue haze, carbon fiber clouds unravel— slow, sticky, sweet. ☁️ Gelato lingers, ☁️ a sugared hush— lemon syrup slit-thin on my tongue, dripping gold into the hollow of morning. ☁️ Smoke ️☁️
By L.K. Rolan2 years ago in Poets
Pause & Release
In the meantime, We all complicate our lives, By thinking too much, A flow of words to harness our life story, You, Alex,
By Tambourine Man2 years ago in Poets
The King's Advice
an older man, with incredible Elvis-do and glitzy jumpsuit a younger man, with lovelorn eyes and dishevelled hair sit together, silently, before Elvis asks "Do you know love?"
By Paul Stewart2 years ago in Poets
Jericho Brown: A Poet of Power, Identity, and Innovation
Early Life and Career Born in Shreveport, Louisiana, in 1976, Jericho Brown (born Nelson Demery III) was raised in the South, an environment that deeply influenced his writing. He attended Dillard University before earning an MFA from the University of New Orleans and later a Ph.D. in literature and creative writing from the University of Houston. His early work was marked by a keen sensitivity to language and a deep engagement with the complexities of Black identity and experience.
By Mr Ali2 years ago in Poets
Beyond the Void
For as long as I can remember, a nagging void had taken up residence in my heart. It was a hollow ache that echoed through every waking moment, a constant reminder that something was amiss. I'd tried to fill it with every coping mechanism under the sun – distractions, diversions, and fleeting pleasures. But no matter how hard I tried, I always ended up back at square one, staring up at the daunting mountain of my own emptiness.
By RhythmandRPM2 years ago in Poets
Dante Alighieri’s The Divine Comedy
Background and Structure The poem is composed of 100 cantos, divided into three sections: Inferno (34 cantos) Purgatorio (33 cantos)
By Mr Ali2 years ago in Poets