Poetry and art go hand in hand; in fact, a poem is just art in the written form.
EXHAUSTED OF THE INSANITY OF TODAY PEACE OUT! I am at a stand still If you will Tired of insanity everyday Everyway The tensions in the air
By Vicki Lawana Trusselli 2 years ago in Poets
The sun is bright The sun is light It knows its worth It brings us warmth The earth, it lights The night, it fights To bring us mirth
By Chinwendu M. Ejimofor (CME_Edana)2 years ago in Poets
The witch with a switch rose up on her broomstick a silhouette of dread in the pale moonlight. A werewolf’s howl close by
By Rasma Raisters2 years ago in Poets
Sirens paint the sky The color of my daughter's First lost baby tooth ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
By Tiffany Harris2 years ago in Poets
Sometimes in life we take missteps and falter in our travels Be mountains climbed or forests lost a shadowed gloomy alley
By Amos Glade2 years ago in Poets
Doppelgänger, Doppelgänger. Rebirth Absolution Who are you to be my judge? All I see in you is me. Doppelgänger, Doppelgänger.
On clouds, triumphant He’ll return, warrior king Death forever slain
By Ryan Burkey2 years ago in Poets
Golden sun dips low, whispers fade in hues of dusk, stars bloom, night’s embrace.
By mureed hussain2 years ago in Poets
"Can you see it?" she asked, her voice like wine, "The way my heart sketches yours in lines." His gaze traced the strokes, gentle and slow,
By Komal2 years ago in Poets
Bare feet find the stream, Ripples dance beneath the sky, Cool whispers of stone, Each step, a silent prayer calls, In the flow, my soul finds peace
By Printique Studios2 years ago in Poets
Blank space, brush in hand, colors blend, ideas expand. A story told in every hue, art unfolds, pure and true.
By Gideon Kipruto2 years ago in Poets
I wandered far through fields of doubt and dreams, Where shadows mixed with light, both fierce and fair. In silent depths, beneath life’s rushing streams,
By Ƒนʀƙเ ฬʀเτєร2 years ago in Poets
