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Poetry and art go hand in hand; in fact, a poem is just art in the written form.

The Spirits Among Us
Life of mediums. Strange things happen around them. Voices. Sightings. Ghosts. --- Faucet leaks near by. The slightest touch to water.
By Amber Fierce3 years ago in Poets
Captain Cool: The Dhoni Legacy
Captain Cool, the Dhoni legacy, A true leader, a true warrior, With a heart of steel and a will of fire, He led us to glory, higher and higher,
By thekishore3 years ago in Poets
QUADRU-HAIKU
QUADRU-HAIKU Haiku is a traditional form of Japanese poetry that consists of three lines. The first and third lines contain five syllables, while the second line contains seven syllables. Haiku is often inspired by nature and the four elements – earth, air, fire, and water – are a common theme in many haiku. In this blog post, we will explore haiku inspired by each of the four elements.
By Nisha Madeshwaran3 years ago in Poets
Please Cry
Your sadness makes rain. Let the water flow through you. My love needs to cry.
By Amber Fierce3 years ago in Poets
A different perspective
Embrace the strength and love of the earth, the swiftness and determination of rivers, and the wisdom and pride of trees.
By Dan-O Vizzini3 years ago in Poets
The Earth is Breathing
I breath, unnoticed. I breath, inhale and exhale. I BREATH. Notice me. Inhale... It's freezing. Inhale snow falls, icicles.
By Amber Fierce3 years ago in Poets
Destruction
You are VOLCANIC. BURNING me... Unforgiving. I am now, re-born.
By Amber Fierce3 years ago in Poets
“Stranger”
I feel like a stranger in my own life, counting the stars as the years pass by. Wondering if my dreams are too heavy for me to bare.
By Amberlynn Steward3 years ago in Poets
Legend of the Airbender
Suddenly, one day the Fire Nation attacked Disturbed status quo Earth was first to fall to the ravages of war But the kingdom stood
By James Bao3 years ago in Poets
Gaia's missed Connection
Fire: Burns leading to light. A shock beyond rubber souls, Fire, now dark putrid things Air: Where it comes, no one
By Willem Indigo3 years ago in Poets
Love, Joy, Loss, And The In-Between
burn the chaff of life and what is left? pure fire leaves a golden remnant.
By Chloë J.3 years ago in Poets
Stand-up and Deliver
He stands on stage, microphone in hand A funny man, with a head full of sand He tells jokes, one after the other Making the crowd laugh like no other
By Beyond the Brightness3 years ago in Poets