Poetry and art go hand in hand; in fact, a poem is just art in the written form.
In the quiet hours of night, I ponder deep and wide, Beneath the starlit sky, where shadows softly glide. Is this heart's soft beating real, or but a fleeting dream?
By Alohan I Rowland2 years ago in Poets
Five years a complacent, Nagging of the flu kind, Turned into a societal disappointment, Paper-thin a mask of conspiracy,
By Tambourine Man2 years ago in Poets
“Is there something seriously wrong!?” “Why aren’t both sides of my brain dancing to the same song?” I crave peace yet I choose havoc!
By Kia Q N Zake2 years ago in Poets
Trigger Warning: This poem includes metaphorical language of self-harm. If you or a loved one have thoughts about suicide or self-harm, here are resources for you to reach out to get help.
By Angel Adagio2 years ago in Poets
Walking woods entwined, Hearts understand nature's bind, Tree whispers, song near.
By Printique Studios2 years ago in Poets
. life why only me In tears I write, the tale of my pain, Have been silent for long, but now, Let me express myself, in a poem,
By oscar mulwa2 years ago in Poets
“Football is a space, a mindset, a type of freedom. My heart races as I watch the ball go between and through legs. Under and over the ball goes.
By Nana M. Singehebhuye2 years ago in Poets
i did not fall out of love with you. i am crawling because i need to find solace in an empty world. i sit at night head between my knees
By Sara 2 years ago in Poets
i did not fall out of love with you. i am crawling because i need to find solace in an empty world. i sat at night head between my knees
Nature's brush whispers, Dawn's embrace ignites the sky, A rebirth in light.
The view astounds As the word bounds from the top to the ground I find what was said to not be found My soul resonates sound
By Atomic Historian2 years ago in Poets
One glance, a moment's time A connection made, a heart entwined Eyes lock, souls align A spark ignites, a love divine In one glance, a story's told
By Abbas2 years ago in Poets
