Poetry and art go hand in hand; in fact, a poem is just art in the written form.
Sunrise paints your lips with golden light, Warmth and love in morning’s soft sight, Hearts awaken to the glow, Tender moments softly flow,
By Printique Studios2 years ago in Poets
Balmy nights embrace, Fireflies in a lively dance, Stars hum soft refrains. Nature’s symphony unfolds, Hearts find peace in warm whispers.
In meadows kissed by morning's dew, I wandered, heart both light and new, With dreams as vast as summer skies, And wonder dancing in my eyes.
In the quiet whispers of the night, Across the miles, beyond our sight, Two hearts beat with a weary grace, In a long-distance lover's embrace.
By simran sadangi2 years ago in Poets
Beneath the stars, our hearts find their bliss, In a moment’s touch, pure happiness, Soft whispers caress the night, Lips meet in tender light,
Ripples spread afar, Moonlight’s kiss on silver waves, Stars blink in delight. Nature’s whispers fill the night, Dreams awaken, hearts take flight.
Morning whispers secrets through the pines, Sunrise paints the sky with golden lines. Barefoot wanderer, earth’s gentle touch,
I have butterflies in my stomach Only they aren't in my stomach they're in my chest They don't flutter nor do they bring any emotion I associate with butterflies
By Donny Foley2 years ago in Poets
Two minutes of quiet in the car, Raindrops dance on the window's glass, No romance lingers in the air, Just her, reclaiming a lost past.
By Whispers of romance2 years ago in Poets
Lock me in a prison of your heart I'm not escaping Darkness creeping in I'm scared to death I'm now escaping Running from your love I know it's chasing me for placement Caving in them spaces of them words you never saying I cannot live like this even though you Hella amazing You seeking validation from a guy friend thats on probatie
By Irvin 2 years ago in Poets
In the heart’s embrace, flames brightly burn, Addicted to love’s sweet return, Whispers weave a timeless tale, In passion’s tender gale,
Toes dip in cool streams, Ripples spread in silver arcs, Sunlight paints gold threads. Whispers of the river’s song, Hearts find peace in nature’s grace
