art

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

Clouds
Wispy cloud floating by the moon waving Bye.
By Mark Graham2 years ago in Poets
bangtan sonyeondan-BTS
In the heart of Seoul, where dreams ignite, Seven souls united, in the brightest light. BTS, a name whispered in avid grace,
By Hania2 years ago in Poets
Unfinished Goodbyes
1. I thought love was forever, but forever is just a word. People say it so easily, until they walk away. 2. You used to be my hero.
By PSYGENIUS2 years ago in Poets
Through the window of time
The phone chimed, jolting me awake. I picked up and saw a glimpse of a bleak existence, That belied my mortality at its stake.
By Hridya Sharma2 years ago in Poets
Beneath the Quiet Canopy
Beneath a canopy of bending boughs, I trace the ground where roots grip tight— Earth pressed to sky in a vow unbroken, Each breath a thread to the unseen.
By Printique Studios2 years ago in Poets
With Her
With Paris, My experiences with her Produced a different kid. A tower in the mist. Wonders, the high one, I like a bobblehead. But a keychain? Doesn't do her justice. For apples in the sun, A portrait like her. Art, we're stepping out, Out of taxis. 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. Smith2 years ago in Poets
Still your baby, Jesus.
God, You saved me before, told me....made me to keep living on, and that I did, all because You were beside me. ....................
By Marvelous Michael2 years ago in Poets
Red, White, and Purple
Setting back to ages ago when colors never showed in media or presented artwork by paper or screen. Before a photo consisted of color; before monochromatic photography had shadows and highlights. Long ago, color was simply a vision of life, and in those times, colors held different meanings.
By Sen2 years ago in Poets
Hair
I love everything about it The way it rest on my shoulders The way it flows down my back The way it makes me feel when it’s styled
By Lady Psyren2 years ago in Poets
Spoken Word Addition to Fountain SONG.
Oh Lord, I am here, trying to make sense of this. You promised a fountain, but left me trapped in the mountain. ................
By Marvelous Michael2 years ago in Poets
Sunshine
Sunshiny days under the sun not allowing any clouds sitting around blocking its' rays having its' natural light shining
By Mark Graham2 years ago in Poets
Sunshine
Glowing disk brightly shining everywhere smiling down!
By Mark Graham2 years ago in Poets