art

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

last call
can there be a reason if nobody ever asks 'why?' or gives a need to have the answer- can't there be a reason even if none of us gets it right?
By ⸘jason alan‽3 years ago in Poets
Cuba kitty is a meow mix kitty!
Cuba kitty is such a good kitty that others have been stealing his social media pages, so he had me reset his password to make it stealth so no one else steals his social media pages and platforms any longer laugh out loud.
By Angelina F. Thomas3 years ago in Poets
Commas
Commas, adorn me in my newfound cup of wealth. I want a few Balenciaga purses, and some Marc Jacob bags too, each bag costs a rent or a car note, ugh! I want designer bags to stash commas, car notes, and rent notes, and prosper like a one-percenter who does not fall off and I literally have nothing to lose. What do I have? Nothing!
By Angelina F. Thomas3 years ago in Poets
The Night Wood
The Night Wood Through tangled, wight-lit weald she wends, one hand on veinous sword for in this boscage fiend does grow,
By Liv Savell3 years ago in Poets
Black Scorpion Music
Ali Afshar, Professionally Known as Black Scorpion Music, is an Iranian Music Producer,Composer And Audio Engineer. Ali was born in karaj, on 26 December 1985, and studied law at azad university tehran. He started releasing his own Instrumental Music on all streaming platforms such as Spotify, Apple Music, Itunes, Deezer, Tidal, Amazon Music, Boomplay, Youtube Music and other music websites and platforms in early February 2018. Ali creates a real and fantasy story behind each pieces and tries to present the audience as a film.
By Black Scorpion Music | بلک اسکورپیون موزیک3 years ago in Poets
Blurred Dreams
Frozen. 18 minutes of everything Being still. Motionless. My eyes. One thing unlocked, Free to move. Free to observe the pause.
By Stryder Morrison3 years ago in Poets
Finding Peace in a Crazy World
In this world of screens and constant noise It's hard to find a moment to enjoy The simple things that once brought us peace Like a walk through the woods, or a day at the beach
By Exerteza_writes3 years ago in Poets
Love's Embrace
Oh fair maiden, with hair of gold And eyes that sparkle like the stars of old Your beauty doth outshine the morning sun And in your presence, my heart doth run
By Exerteza_writes3 years ago in Poets
White Wolf
A pack of humans Destructive creatures Hunt more than the world could feed them. Stumbling came the young mammoth Charge again but no ivory to bare.
By Nakiya Costin3 years ago in Poets
"The Journey of a Hero"
As the night falls and the moon rises high, I sit by the window, lost in thought, wondering why My heart aches and my soul sighs, As I try to make sense of the mysteries of life.
By Exerteza_writes3 years ago in Poets
Rainbow Serpent
On a night of days the serpent came “Come look at this!” dad called Excited I ran downstairs — — — downstairs, outside
By Nakiya Costin3 years ago in Poets
Solace in a world of woe
Lo! In this world of woe and strife, We oft do long for fleeting life. For when the day doth bring its cares, And toils weigh heavy on our shoulders, We seek some solace in the air, A moment's respite from life's boulders.
By Exerteza_writes3 years ago in Poets