Poetry and art go hand in hand; in fact, a poem is just art in the written form.
She appeared as innocent as a morning dove, Yet our conversation slowly dried, lacking love. With a stern gaze, she looked up at me,
By Owoidoho Elijah3 years ago in Poets
First you pained over the choices you had. Then came the Herculean struggle, Making the choice. Once the choice had been made?
By Amie 3 years ago in Poets
Emotions glitter like fairy lights in the moonlight. Fireworks are hope. Candles are calm. The old flickering show is nostalgia.
By Seashell Harpspring 3 years ago in Poets
I can still see it all, when we were teens, you and me, after school we would shoot out the doors and away down the street,
By Rasma Raisters3 years ago in Poets
defeat my defeat , my solitude and my aloofness you are dearer to me than a thousand triumphs and sweeter to my heart and all world glory
By Ed Kabeho 3 years ago in Poets
"How does it end?" "How does what end?" "The story. My story. Or maybe your story. I'm not sure who it belongs to anymore."
By Bugsy Watts3 years ago in Poets
Life is love Love is hope Hope was ours We stay in the now But our now is love Even when at the end of our rope So we keep the hope
By Timothy A Rowland3 years ago in Poets
In love's enchanting embrace I find, A world where hearts are forever entwined, With every beat, a symphony of bliss, Each moment with you, pure and amiss.
By EU3 years ago in Poets
I lost you Somewhere in between trying to appear beautiful and interesting for other people. You were the crux of my being, my vulnerability laid bare without limits –
By Madeline Rose 3 years ago in Poets
Touch so soft, Feelings up, Tender, lost, Love's radiance. Whispered words, Tracks of birds, Love's chords, Love's radiance.
By Josh Ores3 years ago in Poets
Love blooms, Gently. It loads, Us. In hearts, It weaves, Magic, Deep. Glowing, Intense, In souls, It stays. Hold on,
If I poem You in my Heart that will not be the real experience of the life If I poem You as good as I am for You that will be just a lie a dream full of untrue blue
By Antea Lumina Kala Matylda 3 years ago in Poets
