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

The Eyes
Here's a poem I came up with about a girl's eyes: Her eyes are like the morning sky, Bright, blue, and full of light, They twinkle and dance with joy,
By Siva Kumar3 years ago in Poets
Girl and water
A girl is like a stream Gentle and flowing, free She moves through life with grace Leaving a gentle trace A girl is like a pond
By Siva Kumar3 years ago in Poets
Angelina's best haiku.
Fun goody cool days. What the fudge are we doing? Sweet clean fun.
By Angelina F. Thomas3 years ago in Poets
The Moon Has Spoken
The paint was getting darker; from the lightest blue to the deep violet shades. And like a magic lantern; the Moon showed me it’s face.
By Ksenia Kozhenkova3 years ago in Poets
Inside
Staring in the dark, the boy in his bed, Wonders what's inside. Scared of a monster, real or not, Possibly hiding inside.
By Nicholas La Pierre3 years ago in Poets
Insatiable
Drake asked if there’s more to life, I wondered the same Is there more to the game than the chase of money, power and fame?
By Juliette Alessandra3 years ago in Poets
"The Importance of Drug Treatment for Chronic Health Conditions"
"The Importance of Drug Treatment for Chronic Health Conditions" Chronic health conditions, such as diabetes, heart disease, and hypertension, can significantly impact quality of life and overall health. While lifestyle changes, such as diet and exercise, are important for managing these conditions, medication is often a key component of treatment.
By STANIMIR DRUMEV3 years ago in Poets
Memories of Your Kisses
I still remember the way you kissed me Soft and gentle, yet with such intensity Your lips on mine, a sweet memory I long for your touch, oh how I miss thee
By Faseeh Zaidi3 years ago in Poets
tender
one, by one, buy one like a bag of mixed nuts, just... sublimely message to gaslight my way, again. great floods tear and drown out the world around, again.
By ⸘jason alan‽3 years ago in Poets
"Life's Play: Making the Most of Every Moment"
The world is a stage Where we all play our part Some are the lead actors While others play a minor role . . . But each one of us
By Vocal Trending 3 years ago in Poets
"Heartstrings and Haikus"
As the sun set on the small town of Willowdale, Mia sat at her desk staring out the window at the orange and pink sky. She was trying to write a haiku for the school's poetry club, but the words just weren't coming to her.
By Vocal Trending 3 years ago in Poets
Blue Jay Burdens
Here’s a tale of 3 birds Two mortals 1 crossbody char blackened With the burden of failure secrets and horrors motivational
By Cassandra Medina3 years ago in Poets