art

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

Purpose and Daisies
From over two-hundred and fifty meters, I could spy, an exquisite demeanor/ His icy blue eyes, glazing the room Looking for someone sweet,
By Chailyn Bramsleven4 years ago in Poets
Poema del Tiempo
*** Poema del Tiempo *** Las palabras te quedan cortas, dijistes, Esas tardes cuando leíamos poemas, ¿Te acuerdas? Era una de esas tardes cuando llovió
By Facundo Raganato4 years ago in Poets
Go, Gadget, Go!
You’re half-man, half-robot Inspector Gadget, But you act like you’re just a man. Detective by day, single dad by night. You do all that a human man can.
By Casper Tunes4 years ago in Poets
I Want to be Inside of You
There has to be some kind of mistake. I’m not the one to write this song. In my life, nothing’s ever been at stake, And everything’s always taken too long.
By Casper Tunes4 years ago in Poets
Out of Life Alive
You gotta rock out! You gotta let out what’s inside! You gotta get out! You gotta lay it on the line! Get the lead out!
By Casper Tunes4 years ago in Poets
Ah Putin
Ah Putin, ya shoulda done some more computing, before ya sent your troops a shooting. Perhaps then they wouldn’t be a looting,
By Zachary Phillips4 years ago in Poets
Drama
I cannot help but stop and look at romantic, strange story. Never forget the amatory and wild-eyed strange story. The adventure story that's really multigenerational,
By James Cal4 years ago in Poets
Soul Of a Riotous Gypsy, Heart Of Lion, Mind of Lovelorn Traveler
They Don’t Release the pressures. Billions of thoughts, Dreams, wishes, goals, projects.
By Sarah St.Erth4 years ago in Poets
My Art
Let’s paint a picture today, said the artist. The picture is something on your mind But the hands are mine. The art is on your lips
By Khushi Gupta4 years ago in Poets
I want to be happy
I want to be happy, but that kind of feeling comes at a cost. I want to feel safe, But I know that price that has yet to be paid.
By Chloe Rose Violet 🌹4 years ago in Poets
My Little Dragon Friend
I'm not into dragons, But I think you are cool, I'm not into dragons, But you wanted to come with me Or maybe you are too cute for me to resist
By EveryDayKay4 years ago in Poets
Ode to Rain
Ode to Rain 🌧 Perfectly placed rain drops fall on my face. Each being felt and cherished as I close my eyes and look to the heavens to be showered with this feeling of comfort and what I’ve always known. Thunderstorms create a world in which you can only stare in awe of the creation before you. Thunder billows it’s might throughout the land and I can’t help but feel comforted by it’s power. Rainfall surrounds and engulfs my heart in a blanket of safety. The rain is associated with dislike for many.. but for me I find it feels as if I am in a fort.
By Rachel Elizabeth Marvin4 years ago in Poets