Poetry and art go hand in hand; in fact, a poem is just art in the written form.
Heaven isn't what you think it is It's not some fancy warm cloud city or kingdom It's the night sky at 4am on the corner of your block
By Donny Foley6 months ago in Poets
My thoughts touch my skin, Like they’ve missed me for years, Soft echoes of longing, That all dissolve into tears. They move through my body,
By The Disheveled Reader6 months ago in Poets
Smelling good you know attracts Confidence goes up a notch…. Can’t be false I say straight facts Time did tell for real you watch….
By Haychie_Artist6 months ago in Poets
Your latitudes and longitudes could not locate me on your dosser. You tormented the cemeteries of Mexico, and my body, desaparecido,
By Paul Aaron Domenick6 months ago in Poets
Born into this world, Not knowing why Or what he is doing here, But one thing he knows: SURVIVAL. ... Hiding in silence in a dark wooden hut
By Lucripa6 months ago in Poets
Atoms at war, inside the neurolink. Voices start to appear in the mind, and we don't know how. They can appear now or at night alone,
A complex mind that never shuts up A complex mind that no one will understand A complex mind that only God knows what he created for the person will decide
I feel as though I’m breathing underwater My lungs feel so compressed I’m tired of fighting all these battles And I’m in desperate need of rest
By Edward Val6 months ago in Poets
The Zipped Face at the Edge of Winter She stands between two endings, one side quiet as untouched snow, the other heavy with hidden fracture,
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk 6 months ago in Poets
Born and raised In London get me Integrating all my life…. Paying tax they call taxpayer Rather that than carry knife…. Youths these days are lost all garbage
something was torn from me An inexplicable thing that I know is missing but now it’s hollow So deeply hollow it feels worse than bottom of a deep empty hole that’s been gutted clean
By Melissa Ingoldsby6 months ago in Poets
True beauty has finally beset my eyes, Just when I was about to give up and let my heart die Alone and cold inside was how I felt,
