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

Oh, Speak My Heart!
If Your Heart Could Speak, What Would It Say? Mine would have to say no to the Pain Of the Cruelty and Hatred humanity keeps sharing again and again
By Annelise Lords 2 years ago in Poets
Twilight
In the hush of twilight's embrace, Where shadows weave their delicate lace, Whispers of day softly fade away, As night unveils its mysterious display.
By Abbas2 years ago in Poets
Dawn's Promise
In the silent woods, Stars whisper to the river, Life stirs beneath frost. With the dawn, a promise blooms, A symphony of light, reborn.
By Printique Studios2 years ago in Poets
Hearts Unveiled
In this hushed moment, where shadows dance, And time stands still, suspended in a trance, Let whispered truths, like petals, softly fall,
By Printique Studios2 years ago in Poets
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By Investormind2 years ago in Poets
Bitter Batter
Bitter batter, bitter batter. // Why be bitter? Just be better. // Be better! Don't be bitter! // Now that's some better, batter,
By Muhammad Bayazeed2 years ago in Poets
Stars
In the velvet sky, stars scatter like whispers, Tiny beacons, hearts pulsing with light, They weave dreams in the fabric of night,
By JUAD2 years ago in Poets
If our minds are seen 🤪
An astounding creation, By god Nature, What is that? Anybody can't read, The thoughts of anyone, Nobody can predict them,
By Esala Gunathilake2 years ago in Poets
From Dream to Reality
The Dream That Ignited The Journey: It was just some years ago that Sarah was struggling to pay rent for a small apartment that had her drawings on the walls and dreams of being a chef. As her desire was to have her own bistro where people could enjoy every morsel of the food she had prepared so carefully with skill since her childhood, she was armed. The future seemed very cloudy, but there was one thing that Sarah never lost, and that was hope.
By Mohammad Usman2 years ago in Poets
Dawn's Symphony
Beneath the blush sky, Leaves rustle a morning hymn, Streams hum in soft light. Nature's orchestra awakes, In the heart, a new day breaks.
By Printique Studios2 years ago in Poets
Love's Unspoken Truth
The whispered vows, a symphony of sighs, Echoing through the chambers of the heart. Yet often, like the wind, they fade and die,
By Printique Studios2 years ago in Poets
Italian sun
Maybe answers do not lie around the world for us to find. Maybe answers actually lie in us when we are willing to share ourselves with open hearts and closed eyes.
By tina.2 years ago in Poets