Poetry and art go hand in hand; in fact, a poem is just art in the written form.
Hinduism has many gods, and Krishna is a major one. Let me share a slice from his immortal saga. Krishna grew up in Gokul,
By Seema Patel8 months ago in Poets
Looking to the sky, on a starry night. Counting the stars, and search for answers. About the soul and this tale. Some of us know the meaning of the Matrix,
By Lucripa8 months ago in Poets
Light revelation, dimensional time spacing, beam spin revolution...
By Diana8 months ago in Poets
History is all around Waiting to be found These buildings might be old But they are grand and bold They are waiting here for you
By Domi8 months ago in Poets
compressed in zip file life scene sequences overflow print screens scrapbooks Book.
... Unprecedented Conceptualization Materialized ...
By Dylan 8 months ago in Poets
Buried treasure is entombed in all who seek vibrations. Sound reveals all with various notes of communication. Listening is sacred, the sensation of non-verbal translation.
By Kale Sinclair8 months ago in Poets
Administering Characteristically, Reprehensibly ____________________________________________________ A/N: Solidarity. May those who oppress in the name of power find no shelter come winter.
By Matthew J. Fromm8 months ago in Poets
he’s going through rough Trauma as the boat’s hole fill With water so deep.
By Melissa Ingoldsby8 months ago in Poets
We are all the same beneath the shadow of a bird’s wing. Grounded to various acidic levels of Earthen soil, we are all characters in the songs their words sing.
Challenge Announcement: Must present the moment now. I click to submit.
By Amos Glade8 months ago in Poets
Hello leaf, soulless and free. How on earth did you find all of this solace in me? From where have you come? For why have you came?
