art
Poetry and art go hand in hand; in fact, a poem is just art in the written form.
STOIC EVOLUTION. Content Warning.
this one is about relationships, across all levels of connections in the world. it's about changing the world by exacting control of myself and the community which i share, not trying to live anyone else's life but my own. accepting what is tangible and evident, and going from there. it speaks to understanding how connected and inter-dependent life as a whole is, but with a firm grasp on awareness of both responsibility for and authority of the actions i take and the contribution i make, even if and when mistakes are inevitably made.
By ⸘jason alan‽2 years ago in Poets
Love Me
Love me Love me now Love me later Love me drunk on happiness Love me sober on hard times Don’t ever let this be over Thank you for reading my work. If you enjoyed this story, there’s more below. Please hit the like and subscribe button, you can follow me on Facebook, Twitter, and Instagram @AtomicHistorian. To help me create more content, leave a tip or become a pledged subscriber. I also make stickers, t-shirts, etc here.
By Atomic Historian2 years ago in Poets
The Art of Raining
“The rain’s here!” I’ve always loved the rain. There’s something about it that has always captivated me. As a child, I would dash outside at the first hint of a drizzle, barefoot and carefree. I splashed through puddles, ran across the empty roads, and soaked under roof pipes, feeling the water flow down my face. Beneath the heaven’s tears, I felt free, as if the world belonged to me alone.
By fleeting.serenics2 years ago in Poets
