art

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

Metamorphosis
This silent, lonely, restless night, does the full moon grieve, And spill its mystic spells so bright, do you still believe?
By Laleeta Tongo2 years ago in Poets
Beautiful Illusion
A thin veneer is all we see When we’re here A thin slab of marble here A dash of paint there All to hide the stench Of the rotting corpse
By Atomic Historian2 years ago in Poets
Happy Thanksgiving Vocal
As we break bread enjoy our fill.. The turkey coma has us knocked out. Waking up to see our computer screens New ideas, new themes, as the winter holidays tell us it's about family.
By Emily Radford(Rising Phoenix)2 years ago in Poets
Galaxy Gateway
Gather supplies we are going to leave this world more than just a moment Don't hold your breath, because there's not plenty of air in space
By Mason Darnielle2 years ago in Poets
Nectar of Life
In a glass, a juice so fine, A sip of life, a sweet design. Fruits and sunshine in a blend, A drink that feels like an old friend.
By Sasi Kala2 years ago in Poets
Her
I see her face everywhere I feel her heart beating in mine Feelings only growing stronger Never fleeting Empty streets of my soul
By Atomic Historian2 years ago in Poets
Beyond the Twilight
In the hush of the twilight's embrace, where the sky blushes with hues of tangerine and lavender, there exists a realm untouched by the hands of time. A place where dreams dance with the gentle zephyrs and love blossoms like the rarest of flowers. This is the haven where souls intertwine, and the heartbeat of the universe echoes in the silent language of the heart.
By Waseem Chem2 years ago in Poets
Curse God
I will not get so lost that I bow to you I will not hurt so much I require your needle I will not cry so much that I need your water
By Vicious Avarice2 years ago in Poets
Lover Girl
I’m a lover girl and this is what I said. For the love of many, for the love of me instead. The love that I spent in hopes of a
By HerBrownProductions2 years ago in Poets
october five is novemeber one
it sure is fall now crisp air and leaves on the ground i will wear more clothes . . . [10/29/23]
By kory salajka2 years ago in Poets
Glowing Whispers
Glowing whispers fall, Moonbeams weave a silver tale, Night's embrace unfolds, In each beam, dreams find their way, A celestial dance, hearts sway.
By Printique Studios2 years ago in Poets
Night verses
I wrote a poem in the night, In the sinuous focus of maybe dreaming. A perfect poem. The words unfurled, Lay softly down, one and then another,
By Hannah Moore2 years ago in Poets