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

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you didn’t break me, i was never whole. i was born amidst the dawn and day, never really grasping either. i need glaring lights
By Sara 2 years ago in Poets
After the Beep. Top Story - May 2024.
My ghost likes to roam and chase inky dreams. If shaken awake, it screams many screams. - So please don’t disturb, a ghost in their haunting.
By Jemma Jae2 years ago in Poets
Embrace the Journey
In the labyrinth of life, we tread, Through twists and turns, paths unknown, Yet in every step, a story is spread, Of resilience, of growth, of seeds sown. Challenges arise, like storms at sea, But within, a beacon of hope shines bright, With every obstacle, a chance to be free, To rise, to learn, to conquer the night. So embrace the journey, with all its might, For in the struggle, we find our true might.
By Wishorizon762 years ago in Poets
Rising from Within
In the depths of despair, A soul lost and frail, Yet within, a spark awaits, To rise, to strive, to prevail. Through the trials, through the pain, Strength emerges, a guiding light, With each step, a new refrain, Courage found in the darkest night. So fear not the shadows that loom, For within lies a strength untold, In the heart's quiet room, Resides the power to unfold.
By Wishorizon762 years ago in Poets
Unveiling Strength
In the depths of despair, A soul lost and frail, Yet within, a spark awaits, To rise, to strive, to prevail. Through the trials, through the pain, Strength emerges, a guiding light, With each step, a new refrain, Courage found in the darkest night. So fear not the shadows that loom, For within lies a strength untold, In the heart's quiet room, Resides the power to unfold.
By Wishorizon762 years ago in Poets
Unlove me
Unlove me, because I carry the weight of it too heavily, and because I am already detached from myself. * Unlove me, because I am terrified of losing you,
By Jess S2 years ago in Poets
Fame after death
Never place flowers in front of art. Dry tears from her black-heart. All she wanted was some acclaim.
By G. A. Botero2 years ago in Poets
DECISIONS
Make decisions with your heart Even though you use your head…. Whether It Is bad or good Don’t forget to take your med….
By Haychie_Artist2 years ago in Poets
Where the wind takes the honey bee
I am but a feather in the wind A grain of sand in the storm A flake of snow in the blizzard Determined to sing freedom's songs.
By Ricky Lahiri2 years ago in Poets
Radha Krishna (The Eternal Love)
Slowly, gently let’s dive into the world, The secret romantic world of Radha and Krishna. Yellow garments covering Krishna’s body of blue,
By Allwyn Roman Waghela2 years ago in Poets
C-A-R-T-O-O-N-S H-O-O-D
C - Celebrating the days of youth, so carefree and bright, A - Animated worlds that sparked our imagination's flight. R - Reminiscent of laughter, echoing through time, T - Toys and tales that made our hearts truly prime. O - Oh, the joy of mornings spent with our favorite shows, O - Our cherished cartoons, in colorful rows. N - Nostalgia washes over us like a warm embrace, S - Sweet memories of childhood, in time and space. H - How we long for those simple, cartoon-filled days, O - Our hearts forever touched by their whimsical ways. O - Only in looking back do we truly understand, D - Dear cartoons, forever etched in our hearts' soft land.
By Murali2 years ago in Poets
LUST AND THE SEA
In the hush of twilight's tender embrace, Where the ocean's whispers weave their grace, I wandered, lost in the ebb and flow,
By David Okosun2 years ago in Poets