Poetry and art go hand in hand; in fact, a poem is just art in the written form.
Hephaestus' flame Scalding rage of lava's burn Emboldens the few Poseidon's sea drowns Powerful in cold waves
By Katie Kelly Koppenhofer3 years ago in Poets
Elemental Gods Divine equal to cruel Raw chaos reigns without
My love, my heart sings with your name, Each beat a symphony of devotion, With eyes that sparkle like the stars, And a smile that sets my soul in motion.
By The LCP Book3 years ago in Poets
Once upon a time, in a bustling city, lived a young woman named Sarah. She had always been focused on her career and had little time for love. She spent her days working hard in her marketing job and her nights curled up with a good book.
By Vocal Trending 3 years ago in Poets
Once upon a time, in a small village nestled in the heart of Tamil Nadu, lived a beautiful Kuyil bird. The Kuyil bird was known for its melodious singing and its sweet voice could be heard throughout the village.
Once upon a time, in a small village nestled in the heart of a beautiful forest, lived a young girl named Rose. Rose had always been a kind and caring person, but she had never been in love.
Earth, air, water, fire Telling people their desire No, wait, that's Satan ***** * ***** Commentary: Only fans of Black Sabbath will get this...
By C. Rommial Butler3 years ago in Poets
behind the walls we can disappear- protection from the outside, we can’t stop running, or else.... sink into a tortured past life
By ⸘jason alan‽3 years ago in Poets
Here at the city river side The breeze so cool in the noon sun Bringing with it an odor from the murky waters The scavenger birds and dogs
By Chacha NM3 years ago in Poets
I've become so accustom to the shackles, That I wonder if its a self imposed strain, Or an extended muscle,
By Grace Blessing3 years ago in Poets
Seek to be worth knowing rather than being well known, Since that's the beauty of letting your true essence take the throne.
Signs are here what does It mean? Perfect time go back to Deen Life Is short don’t abort…. To the path of staying clean I bet you know what I mean
By Haychie_Artist3 years ago in Poets
