art
Poetry and art go hand in hand; in fact, a poem is just art in the written form.
The truth through the Lotus
Lotus, The kid blossom, You begin the journey, With lots of mud, You stands up to the water margin, As a true result of striving, Then we call you, The young lotus, Yeah! my dear old lotus, You are not the ordinary, See the reality, By peeing outside the water, They are called, "The Sacred"
By Esala Gunathilake3 years ago in Poets
Princess Of Whales
There appears to be a modicum of uncertainty intertwined with your query. Presently, there exists no widely acknowledged designation akin to "Princess of Whale." However, if the nexus of your curiosity was to glean insights into the Princess of Wales, permit me to proffer a fascinating nugget about one of the most illustrious Princesses of Wales, Princess Diana.
By Scott Lewis3 years ago in Poets
Rise Again
Tried and true my soul does speak Reaching through, and breaking silence Thoughts so fragile, made of glass Pieces shattering from unspoken violence. ~*~ Running around in spiral circles Valiantly chasing empty promises Cleaving to a false hope given, My own personal Adonises. ~*~ Believing yet, of a future secure Dreams of copacetic connection Trying my hand at this thing called hope "Is this love?" Being the truest of questions. ~*~ Bleach stained moments, Selective is how I choose to remember Idolizing the good over the bad My white flag I willingly surrender. ~*~ Deep feeling thoughts, deeper filled cuts Wounds that will not heal What was once an innocent heart Now can no longer feel. ~*~ Eager for the sunlight to touch my skin Breaking through this new formed stone Finding light, unbinding the darkness Ready again to take the throne.
By Tressa Rose3 years ago in Poets
Patriotic Panorama
In the ethereal tapestry of America's landscapes lies an enigmatic beauty, waiting to be unraveled. "Unveiling America's Beauty" echoes the poetic odyssey, where harmonious horizons, ephemeral echoes, and lyrical landscapes converge. Whispers of freedom resonate through stanzas, crafting a sonneted symphony that mirrors the grandeur and spirit of the USA. As the eagle's quill delicately composes verses, each line maps the vastness of America's beauty, akin to a verse vista illuminating the nation. This long description embarks on an exploration of the unknown facets, evoking awe in stanzas and serenading the homeland with a patriotic panorama. Through sonnets of the shores, it delicately captures the fleeting echoes, revealing a splendor that remains timeless and yet to be fully discovered.
By Scott Lewis3 years ago in Poets
