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Poetry and art go hand in hand; in fact, a poem is just art in the written form.
Kitties store
Furry felines, eyes like lanterns bright, Purrs fill the air, a soothing delight. Whiskers twitch, ears perk with curious glee, Playful kittens, wild and carefree. Soft as silk, their coats shine in the night, Gentle head butts, affectionate and light. Claws extend, then curl up tight, Curious creatures, full of playful might. Moonlight dancers, shadows play and roam, Hunting dreams, in their own secret home. Cozy laps, warm and snug as can be, Feline love, for you and me. Their little noses, twitch with every smell, Exploring worlds, both old and new to tell. With every purr, a heart beats fast, A love so strong, forever to last.
By Ryan Bennett 2 years ago in Poets
I disappear a lot, but…
Introduction Most of us can relate to the phrase, "I disappear a lot, but…" - whether that means stepping away from social media, canceling plans, or simply taking quiet time for ourselves. In a world that thrives on constant connectivity, the urge to "disappear" can feel both liberating and difficult to explain. Why do we feel this need to withdraw from the world, and what is it that we gain by doing so?
By Muhammad Nadeem2 years ago in Poets
