art

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

Me
Which is the real me The one they see Or the one I see when you’re looking at me Distorted images in my mind Having never known what I look like to the world
By Atomic Historian2 years ago in Poets
Disappear
All she wanted was to disappear. It felt like she was drowning but didn't know where the air was—trying to find the right direction that was going to lead her onto the right path.
By Kodah2 years ago in Poets
Writing in The Dark
Casting a blank stare, Into the corners of my mind. I AM to prepare, For what i might find. I AM to take care, Of what I have designed.
By Keith McHugh2 years ago in Poets
Past Summers Shine
Seasons come and go, this everyone knows. Some say the past, is of no matter, but memories that always shine, I’m so glad are mine.
By Rasma Raisters2 years ago in Poets
Sunset
Sitting On that blue lake with you, In that paint chipped, beat up little boat, Life was different back then, we were free. Enchanted by the slow rocking of waves, Not even the birds reached my ear. Closed eyes, somber soul, Escaping everything, but the sound of silence.
By Tressa Rose2 years ago in Poets
OFF THE TOP 2
Told my self I’ll be the one to Hold the pain Inside It’s simple Otherwise my shield will break Need a Kit Kat yeah I’ll take
By Haychie_Artist2 years ago in Poets
The Spirit of Victory: A Poem Honoring the Olympics and Para-Olympics
On fields where dreams and hopes take flight, Athletes shine so brave and bright. From Olympic gold to Para pride, They race with hearts open wide.
By Bhangs Corporation2 years ago in Poets
lovely crews
You’ve been taken in by a band of thugs With their self- proclaimed, re-engineered Hopeless band of hugs The jokers are full of reprimanded rust
By jcpoetry2 years ago in Poets
The Dance
In moonlit nights, we chase the dawn’s light, Whispers dance like soft autumn leaves fall, Hands entwined, hearts beating as one,
By Printique Studios2 years ago in Poets
Infinite Moments
In the dance of twilight’s soft farewell, Where evening’s shadows gently dwell, I find the echoes of our past, A love once held, too sweet to last.
By Printique Studios2 years ago in Poets
Whispers of Resilience
Golden grasses sway, In the breath of whispering winds, Endless plains alive, Underneath the boundless sky, Nature’s pulse in quiet strength.
By Printique Studios2 years ago in Poets
Kaleidoscope of Days
In the swirl of cafe chatter, A matcha latte steams, Memories of yesterday's anger Dissolve like sugar dreams. Problematic views, once thorns,
By Winry2 years ago in Poets