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

Challenge
What challenge isn’t a challenge? Mind fully divided. The earth is flat Prove me right or wrong, The motion is circular.
By Shane Harrington 3 years ago in Poets
In The Pages of A Book
Earth at my fingertips, winds of word in my mind. Sinking into the depths of tale, accompanied by a flicker of light in the dark.
By Tianna Steinman3 years ago in Poets
Solace
A Dark unending tunnel and bird without a cage A howling winds whistle and rockfall, no escape A futile climb up muddied cliffs and slip back to the start
By Glenn McConnell3 years ago in Poets
Meditation
Opened the door and so my mind "What is there?" "Just a mirror and some furniture. Oh, sorry, nothing yet." I closed my eyes, and suddenly the room was full
By Andreea Oprea3 years ago in Poets
Aphrodite's Promise
The First Truth - On Songs of Sirens / On Brocken Anatomical Hearts and Raging Hellfire My thoughts are made of Sun, My bones are made of Moonshine, My magnum opus is my Heart Soul But my Heart is withered, rotten like the Apple's Core. I lost Love to Lilith's lullabies, She clipped my feathered Wings and Left me a Silent Dove And in that Drudgery i forgot the World is my Haven A place to drink Salvation in an apocalyptic Void Where Misery is drowned in Melodies And i can sing through a Brocken Anatomical Heart, a Song of Sirens, of Secrets Serenity
By Wonita Gallagher-Kruger3 years ago in Poets
Chime is a neobank and the best form of money management there is besides cash app.
I love Chime, and I love cashapp! They are both very convenient. I cannot wait to spend comma's on CashApp Bitcoin and hold like ten thou on the account don't touch it just log the gains and the losses. Bet in a year or two after spending that ten grand on bitcoin the wallet will read at 15,000 or $25,000.00 maybe more.
By Angelina F. Thomas3 years ago in Poets
Party on Elstun Road!
I plan to bring cheeseball with crackers, and hamburgers. And whatever I want to drink. I will hook it the fuck up! I will get five bottles of that Italian wine from UDF one day. It is in the blue bottle on the shelf not in the cooler.
By Angelina F. Thomas3 years ago in Poets
Who I see on the inside.
The up-close frontal view of my visage in the mirror, the one I see every morning, is who I see on the inside. She is confident and clever.
By Jordan McCoy 3 years ago in Poets
Unique Essence
Your own beauty gleams with radiance. Light shines through your skin that can't be compared. Beauty is so much more than just physical.
By Edgar Romero3 years ago in Poets
Lux
The sun shone almost too brightly today. It leaked through the bottom of the bathroom door. Mesmerizing, enchanting her.
By Jordan McCoy 3 years ago in Poets
Silence
Logical deduction forgot to mention, Publicly updated, Outstanding and Reserved. Open doors to open rooms, The adventure begins.
By Shane Harrington 3 years ago in Poets
Comfort
Comfort comfort, what is comfort? Comfort is relaxing under the steady pulsing pressure of the water falling from the showerhead onto your face, onto your body,
By Just Daniel3 years ago in Poets