Poetry and art go hand in hand; in fact, a poem is just art in the written form.
Cherokee whispers, Ancient tales in the wind's embrace, Pride in every step.
By Printique Studios2 years ago in Poets
In the realm of shadows, where whispers reside, A tale unfolds of a soul that once thrived. Lost in the labyrinth of time's cruel grasp,
By Oumaima ELsenussii2 years ago in Poets
I hear the eternal ticking of the fickle And purple fire dripping through the clockwork I see a river tricking into a trickle
By Matt B.2 years ago in Poets
In the realm of love, my dearest wife, Thou art the beacon, the center of my life. With a grace that rivals the English rose,
By Waseem Chem2 years ago in Poets
Neon lights and city sprawl In the silence of the trees Gently comes a breeze A cracker's story Yet rivers flow and oceans roar
By Karun 2 years ago in Poets
Beneath the canvas of cerulean skies, Where the ocean cradles the day's goodbyes. A love story unfolds in hues so bold,
By Silver Raven 2 years ago in Poets
In the tapestry of existence, where hues entwine, Green abstract love meets black's mystic design. A palette of emotion, unseen, profound,
In the realm of touch, where fingertips dance, A world of smoothness, a tender trance. Nature's artistry in textures spun,
By Danielle Steel2 years ago in Poets
wild brushstrokes covered objects a vail like amidst lit smokes shadow and bright dark 'nd highlight one color for it all
By S. Gabriela Heitzinger 2 years ago in Poets
Astrological Sentimentalization Ideology __________________ Rows of shelves overflowing with stuff * Gently used clothes, books, and furniture
By Mother Combs2 years ago in Poets
I've taken a break from writing My creative well is bare to the bones It needs to be refilled Instead of writing I've been reading
By Mattie :)2 years ago in Poets
Autumn mists descend, Nature's whispers in the air, Autumn's gentle hug.
