Poetry and art go hand in hand; in fact, a poem is just art in the written form.
Prepping for the final hour All predictions coming true…. With my strength I found my power Writing down my rhymes for you….
By Haychie_Artist2 years ago in Poets
Don't quit writing That's it That's the lesson for today folks Don't stop writing cause it's hard Yeah writing is hard Anything worth anything is hard
By Mattie :)2 years ago in Poets
Beneath the canopy of the velvety night, Where stars ignite their gentle, celestial light, A tale unfurls, a cosmic ballet,
By Waseem835 Tv2 years ago in Poets
In the chambers of tranquility where silence resides, Whispers of devotion gently confide. Unspoken words, yet clearly understood,
By waseemasghar2 years ago in Poets
In the expansive realm where the heavens align, Our love, a celestial chart, intricately designed. Encompassing constellations in the velvety sky,
Under the shroud of darkness, a realm unfurls, Where enigmas dance and tales are unfurled. Silhouettes of dreams against the moon's gentle gleam,
By Waseem Chem2 years ago in Poets
Ghosts in my head Of a relationship we never had Raised by my dad But you I never set eyes on Long forgotten A dream
By Atomic Historian2 years ago in Poets
Did I really go there Maybe wasn’t too fair In the end I did care But It went nowhere You can call It despair Never found the right pair
The profanity of creating duality in humanity A nonexistent existence Forcing torturous courses Mapped haphazardly Wrapping and trapping us in painful happenstance
Petals gently fall, Cherry blossoms' ballet grace, Nature's symphony, Hues twirl with fragrant whispers, Hope and love waltz in embrace.
By Printique Studios2 years ago in Poets
Troll Toll Another bridge to merge the gap. Bind it and seal it, warp it and weave it. - I tear and I glue,
By J. Jay2 years ago in Poets
They don’t know that I’m a poet In my mind I’d like to show It Use my pen I’m writing free Yet again by half past three Deep Inside myself I know It
