Poetry and art go hand in hand; in fact, a poem is just art in the written form.
Whispers through the reeds, Marsh secrets softly revealed, Life's song on the breeze.
By Printique Studios2 years ago in Poets
Do you know! Finding a life of happiness, Is like on path of success, Finding a path of success, Is like a luck of a princess,
By Soulful Writer2 years ago in Poets
Where heartbeats thrive, where melodies sway, A groove so silky, emotions at play. In the dance of notes, soft and sincere,
By Haris Hadzic2 years ago in Poets
Because of you, my tears fall like rain, A heavy heart filled with unending pain. Your absence lingers, a haunting ghost,
When true obsidian is made it begins with fire from the center of the earth. Viscous or fluid, lava is cooled too quickly for crystal structures to form.
By Hope Martin2 years ago in Poets
Amidst the jungle's vast and verdant domain, Resides a creature, its majesty untamed. Cloaked in stripes of regal attire,
To be woman is to seek comfort, It is like a slow melody in a meadow, I lie on her, She consumes me with her arms, Her smile shines the sky brighter.
By The Son2 years ago in Poets
that stunning grin, your soft skin, perfect for caressing. you became my biggest blessing. beautiful lips,
By Chloe Rose Violet 🌹2 years ago in Poets
Homeland, where my heart finds its tune, Beneath the sun and beneath the moon. A land of stories and history's grace, Where roots run deep in a cherished place.
kissed everyone a great reset to get or receive reprieve for the world at large with no charge except a life and soul
By Rowan Finley 2 years ago in Poets
Painting with words Spilt from the mind Writing whatever comes next No time to check Is it good Is it bad To live a life focused on perfection
By Atomic Historian2 years ago in Poets
In the dance of life, in the endless sky, Two souls collided, you and I. We waltzed through days, hand in hand, In this world, we made our stand.
