Poetry and art go hand in hand; in fact, a poem is just art in the written form.
In the temple’s hallowed halls, Where notes danced like morning dew, A child’s voice soared, pure and true, Guided by stars and ancestral calls.
By Allwyn Roman Waghela2 years ago in Poets
Master, I can remember, That was a frowzy evening, My legs took me, In the street of Lost Expectations, But one grand-hearted noble was,
By Esala Gunathilake2 years ago in Poets
The morning's golden rays caress the earth, Unveiling nature's secrets at their birth. The dewdrops sparkle like a million gems,
By Printique Studios2 years ago in Poets
Dawn's gilded sunrise Unfurls brilliant petals Illuming the path
Bringing a Home into the Air (Air Home, Challenge, Dialogue Poetry) The Challenge "I'm telling you," Bob insisted, "we can do this. We just need to find a way to bring a home into the air."
By Mohammed Mamunar Rahamn2 years ago in Poets
In the hush of twilight's embrace, we meet, A whispered greeting, soft and sweet. "I see the stars, how they dance and gleam,
By Samson E. Gifted2 years ago in Poets
I like to make pretty Are you sure about that? And by pretty, I often mean chaotic Now we're getting to the truth Unapologetically difficult
By Paul Stewart2 years ago in Poets
We Searched, For A Secret Place To Steal A Kiss… Sometimes Love Is, A Hit Or Miss… Although In The Beginning We’re Winning,
By HandsomelouiiThePoet (Lonzo ward)2 years ago in Poets
In the vast expanse of life's grand design, The light of time, a beacon, shines. Through valleys deep and mountains tall,
By Ahsan Ahmad2 years ago in Poets
In the whimsical world of the ridiculous, A talking mushroom and a rubber duck took a ride On a hot air balloon, driven by a sneezing llama, piloting through the sky,
By PoliSpeakHub2 years ago in Poets
Looking back you know you learn Things went left but took right turn Wising up was final option…. Going back you do return
By Haychie_Artist2 years ago in Poets
In the silence of the night, where dreams lightly dance. Below the silken blanket where star dust lies. Cosmic secrets are heard murmuring in the wind,
By Azeem Writes2 years ago in Poets
