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

The Weight of Silence
**The Weight of Silence** In the quiet of the night, I lie awake, The world outside asleep, but my soul does ache. A pain so deep, it cuts the air,
By jameel Nawaz2 years ago in Poets
Mona Lisa
Mona Lisa The Mona Lisa, calm and still, Her smile a secret, soft and real. With eyes that seem to watch and know, A timeless beauty, all aglow.
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk 2 years ago in Poets
When I am a poet of you 💓
When you conquer my feelings, That mesmerisation is not definitional, The sand resonates with my river bottom of mind, Parchment sighs staring at me and says,
By Esala Gunathilake2 years ago in Poets
Lumens
Out in a forest Where grey fluffy fauna with hearts of fire Dash between burrows (bigger from the inside) And leave a trail of string lights to track them
By Saint Fear2 years ago in Poets
Ptolemaic Parabola
"My tongue... yes, my tongue will tell the anger of my heart or else my heart concealing it will break" # There is a stillness
By Paul Stewart2 years ago in Poets
A Christmas Poem
The world donned its silver mantle, A tapestry of quiet and frost-kissed dreams. Streetlamps flickered halos through the mist,
By Printique Studios2 years ago in Poets
Winter’s Grace
Veils of frost descend, whispers fall on winter’s breath, world wrapped in stillness.
By Printique Studios2 years ago in Poets
When Loneliness Knocks
This beautiful poem by Qeysar Aminpour, with its simple yet profound language, delves into themes of separation and the enduring hope that lives in the hearts of lovers. Its delicate lines express the pain of longing and the desire for reunion, resonating deeply with anyone who has ever experienced love and distance.
By Rahatweb Website2 years ago in Poets
Passion
She has a grip on me That most can’t see The stranglehold of ecstasy 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 Historian2 years ago in Poets
Friends First
You gotta be my friend first If you want anymore Otherwise it’s the worst Anything otherwise Is a relationship born in a hearse
By Atomic Historian2 years ago in Poets
Bing's Voice
Sharp-edged snowflakes fell softly beyond the cold glass of my bedroom windows. The sunlight’s warmth failed to heat the blood poorly circulating throughout my ten toes.
By Kale Sinclair2 years ago in Poets
Seasonal Shadows
Holiday of hope, of happiness cold colludes and conquers outside while warmth is welcome, washes over us inside recollections and reflections on the year that was
By Paul Stewart2 years ago in Poets