Poetry and art go hand in hand; in fact, a poem is just art in the written form.
I judge how good my day is based on the number of texts I send. If it is a good day I will send fewer texts because good things will have happened
By Charlie Miller8 years ago in Poets
A drenched smile today has gonefeels like you keep existing moreI am so sorry about all thisexcuse my so-called rudenessButI wished for you to stayto overcome a bit of painto run away to smile in vaineven if fake it's alright toojust keep existing, just be you.
By Kayden S.8 years ago in Poets
Why doth ye heart fight thy logic? In spectacle grief in one's frolic Graves layeth open for thine tears With gaping ears,
By Shellbell kuhn8 years ago in Poets
I think he's depressed He must be obsessed So how can it help Try strumming it out Waves of stringed thunder Can solve his cashing hunger.
By Jonathan Clewlow8 years ago in Poets
The beige sunlight peeks its eyes from the horizon of the Bay Area's waters And it spots a brunette girl, walking, Beat, by beat, by beat.
By John-Andrew Zacharakis8 years ago in Poets
The beauty belies the suffering, the sharp creases are formed with shaking fingers, the planes of the delicate wings are smoothed,
By Amanda Frazier8 years ago in Poets
Sentimental candyfloss, lingerie and bows. Pink. Shimmering ribbon and lips. 'You are mine'. And now - What lecherous magic,
By Shaun Sundance Yates .8 years ago in Poets
She pounded her baby fists Powerfully Against the threshold – Key hung like noose in pocket. She banged so loudly that
By Allie O.8 years ago in Poets
Hi to all the people that live in a deep world. The ones that may feel a little neurotic. We wander and wonder our heads swirl.
By Garrett Jair Lang8 years ago in Poets
The Fight I pray I retain the fight, I know despair, I know emptiness, I want the fight! I have sighed away too many dares, I have ran from many duels, I want the fight!
By David Ziherambere8 years ago in Poets
In a cave, that opened on the side of a hill Is a legend that's spoken of many times still Of a beastie with wings that built up its nest
By Dan Mcgonagle aka CELTICPOET8 years ago in Poets
Romance in the Sun Truths Encountered What belies the heart belies the mind What truths we seek we seek for justice Not glory, never glory
By Chas C. Smith8 years ago in Poets
