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Vintage poetry stands the test of time; collections and anthologies of classic poems and enduring verses from eras past.
Sunlight
Serenading sunshine sprightly shines shores. Some sparkling shiny sun, showering shimmering soulful sunlight southbound. Sumptuous, stimulating, seemingly sparkly. Societal's serendipitous smiles sweetly savoured some sun. Successfully soothing, so succulent, so sensationalistic. Shimmery sunlight, so super, so sweet. Sunlight, synergy splendidly sustained.
By Birithivy Yogaratnam3 years ago in Poets
Walls That Hear Us
Walls are silent observers that bear witness to our lives, our stories, our secrets. They keep our world contained and private, creating a sense of safety and security. But what if these walls could hear us? What if they could understand our thoughts and our feelings, our joys and our sorrows? The consequences of such a scenario would be profound and far-reaching, affecting every aspect of our lives.
By Sajeel Ahmed3 years ago in Poets
Freedom in Poetry
There are no rules. Or, you can modify that rule by observing that each work of art generates its own unique rules. Consider the exchanges in Frank O’Hara’s poem “Why I Am Not a Painter.” O’Hara sees that his friend Mike Goldberg is working on a painting that contains the letters sardines.
By zain mahmood3 years ago in Poets
