Poetry and art go hand in hand; in fact, a poem is just art in the written form.
Cherished moments bloom, Life's kaleidoscope unfolds, Joy's hues blend with grace, Heartbeats waltz in sweet embrace, Love's tapestry, eternally bright.
By Printique Studios3 years ago in Poets
In icy realms where snowflakes dance, A black and white waltz, a joyful trance. On the frozen stage of the southern sea, Waddles a creature, lively and free.
By 𝔖𝔞𝔫𝔡𝔥𝔲3 years ago in Poets
Mona 4Real, Ghana's Nicki Minaj. JESUS, THE GREATEST EXPRESSION OF GOD'S LOVE TO A DYING WORLD. ▪︎As I scribble these words from the abase of my heart….
By Sekou Sesay3 years ago in Poets
What is life and what does it mean? The battles you are forced to overcome can sometimes be worse than they seem. Sometimes we mistake them for terribly bad,
By Nicole Poston3 years ago in Poets
How did I get so lucky to have children like you two? You are the reasons I now know a love so unconditional and true. My life has been a struggle since I was around your age,
In the tapestry of dreams, where moonbeams play, I sculpt a kingdom from the whispers of the day. With the ink of stars and the quill of night,
By Sasi Kala3 years ago in Poets
In bustling rhythm, Life's tasks, a dance of balance, Juggling roles with grace, Heartbeats sync with the keyboard, Multitasking, life's embrace.
5 February, 2022, After midnight Pandemonium in the mind When nights become days And days become nights The mind gets foggy
By Cyrus3 years ago in Poets
A fateful opportunity where two souls are entangled, in a tranquil place, where moonbeams dance. A blank and expansive canvas unfolds,
By Waseem Chem3 years ago in Poets
This silent, lonely, restless night, does the full moon grieve, And spill its mystic spells so bright, do you still believe?
By Laleeta Tongo3 years ago in Poets
A thin veneer is all we see When we’re here A thin slab of marble here A dash of paint there All to hide the stench Of the rotting corpse
By Atomic Historian3 years ago in Poets
As we break bread enjoy our fill.. The turkey coma has us knocked out. Waking up to see our computer screens New ideas, new themes, as the winter holidays tell us it's about family.
By Emily Curry (Rising Phoenix)3 years ago in Poets
