Poetry and art go hand in hand; in fact, a poem is just art in the written form.
single brick of a word to hold them but a whisper in void “too angry” “too sad” “too happy” the noise that are heavier on the chest
By Farah 2 years ago in Poets
This life chaotic hypnotic energy rushes gushes all around me. A sea of endless particles of pain I look for the sunshine within the rain
By Daniel Hooks2 years ago in Poets
Can’t sleep Oh what a fright To be up in the middle of the night Without the slightest tingling A little sensation Of sleepiness
By Atomic Historian2 years ago in Poets
Thoughts like rivers flow, Symbols swirl in shifting dreams, Time dissolves in mist.. Get a free 30 days FREE HERE!
By JimmyV2 years ago in Poets
Shiver me timbers, Rattle me bones, Ye'll soon be abidin', With Davey Jones. Scalawags! It'll be talk like a pirate day! Avast!
By Thomas Durbin2 years ago in Poets
Best not Tied like turkey on thanksgiving, but no one gives gratitude anymore Laid to roast face down so the giblets stay moist
By The Shattered Poet2 years ago in Poets
HAIKU. An inspiration For the poem comes just in The poem itself! * EXTENT The inspiration for the poem Is the poem itself!
By Matt B.2 years ago in Poets
I need to get my act together When I met her It was like pulling a lever My brain was prehacked before we met I didn't know what to do
I am not sure I want to have 'favorites' anymore; the idea that a powerful (love for / enjoyment of) one thing must jostle other well-liked contenders out of an upper tier of my appreciation
By Gabriel Huizenga2 years ago in Poets
We're trying through hardships and rain We're trying through sickness and pain We're trying on the narrow way We're trying to keep my mind straight
By Distinguished Honorary Alumni Dr. Matthew Primous2 years ago in Poets
Tallied issues, and I’m on the board Struggling betwixt chillin’ and chores Count my wants. Check the till, just Enough for basic bills
(Inspiration from GNOM) When deep inside an ocean flows The fish move in lines and rows They all follow a pattern of aligned instinct
By J. K. Anderson2 years ago in Poets
