art

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

tortured + haunted
"Really reflecting, I have been nothing but pain to you and heartache. And we both keep going around in this endless circle. I have been such a prick. I really have… I get caught up in all of it and I don’t really think about everything. You have been through so much because of me… and I didn’t even know and I am truly sorry.
By M.B. Arthur2 years ago in Poets
Time Travel Woes
In a world where the impossible is made real, Where the mysteries of time are open to all, There was a traveler, a man of means,
By PoliSpeakHub2 years ago in Poets
Eternal Love's Symphony
In nature's ballad, love takes its flight, As dawn's embrace bathes all in golden light. The breeze, a storyteller, whispers untold tales,
By Printique Studios2 years ago in Poets
Nature's Symphony
In the hush of twilight, where whispers gently glide, Nature's symphony finds its haven wide. A fusion of grace and strength, a poet's delight,
By Printique Studios2 years ago in Poets
A Journey at Twilight
In twilight's calm, where dreams take flight, Nature sings with pure delight. Winds glide softly through the leaves, Echoing a world that thrives and breathes.
By Printique Studios2 years ago in Poets
Ghost in the Blood
You are an atom, hydrogen. We bond together, sharing oxygen. Creating life and rain and tears, We break apart with entropic fears.
By Amos Glade2 years ago in Poets
Twilight's Embrace
In twilight's calm, where dreams take flight, Nature sings with pure delight. Winds glide through leaves with a gentle sigh,
By Printique Studios2 years ago in Poets
Whispering Woods
In the forest's core, where dreams take flight, Nature's spirit dances in radiant light. Amongst the tangled vines and babbling streams,
By Printique Studios2 years ago in Poets
Awakening Radiance
Golden rays cascade, Whispers of life gently wake, Blossoms stretch to sky.
By Printique Studios2 years ago in Poets
Sonnet of the sun
In the canvas of the azure sky, the sun reigns supreme, A blazing orb of golden light, a celestial dream. It dances across the heavens, painting dawn's gentle hue,
By THEOPHILUS NAGBERI2 years ago in Poets
UNTITLED 5
Setbacks gives the greatest comebacks Had my charger ‘side my backpacks Had to use It on the low Writing rhymes from bungalow
By Haychie_Artist2 years ago in Poets
Rajputana. Content Warning.
In the moonlit night, when the world slept, The Rajput warrior arose, his honor kept. With the sun on his back, he rode into the fray, Fearless and fierce, ready to seize the day.
By Allwyn Roman Waghela2 years ago in Poets