Poetry and art go hand in hand; in fact, a poem is just art in the written form.
Amid life's diverse flow, Soul's journey, like a river's glow, Together, nature's show.
By Printique Studios2 years ago in Poets
I don’t understand this The memory of you has faded Like a grand sand castle on the beach It took time, but really not all that much
By Vicious Avarice2 years ago in Poets
Cybernetic kiss AI misinterprets My circuits overheat
By Burk2 years ago in Poets
Better to reign in Hell than serve in Heaven Darlin meet you in Valhalla Devil gunless Gangsta Bats with wings of tattered skin
By Karun 2 years ago in Poets
In hushed whispers' dance, Realms entwine, hearts' rhythm hums, Echoes weave their tales.
In the vast expanse of cosmic dreams, Where starlight gleams in endless streams, A symphony of orbs in silent flight, Our solar system dances in the night.
By Arish Ali 2 years ago in Poets
Thought It was over as I get older Mind playing games I know ain’t over Had a cold shoulder Brought my own folder Time will tell If I’ll get any balder
By Haychie_Artist2 years ago in Poets
Is the statue hidden in the marble? Are there ideas, buried within my mind? - Strange, how simple life can be I awake; I create. I daydream, contemplate.
By YonathanJ2 years ago in Poets
29 January, 2022, night Strings Tides of echoes, Echoes of charm. Charm of the scorpion, Abyss of fun. *** Tied to these strings,
By Cyrus2 years ago in Poets
In the quiet room, my stomach starts its concert, louder than my speech.
Genuine poetry, an eerie specter's tale, Within a grim ancestral dwelling's core, Where obsidian mold meanders, Like dendritic trails in singular recollection.
By Tymara Howard2 years ago in Poets
In the micro fantasy, I place myself as in here and I feel so good about it In the micro fantasy, I am just next to You and You are a part of being
By Lightness2 years ago in Poets
