art

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

frostwork
sunset through the glass dancers glide beyond the light palace under ice -------------------------- Thank you for reading!
By R.I. Károly3 years ago in Poets
Dear Alcohol…
I remember the first night we ever met, it was love at first sip You were intoxicating You took away every bad feeling I’ve ever had
By Patrick Meowler3 years ago in Poets
Infinite Us
Atoms make up every living thing on Earth. For a brief, wonderful moment, they align to make us. Until the day that we disperse,
By Simon George3 years ago in Poets
Nymph Dreams
I often wish to be free from Society And to live out my nymph dreams Far away from others. To wake naked under a great Banyan,
By Sofia Loren Perez3 years ago in Poets
Celebrating Avian Beauty: A Journey into Bird-themed Paint by Numbers
Paint by numbers birds conveys the enchantment of our feathered companions' vibrant colors, elegant flight, and melodious calls. This simple medium enables painters of all skill levels to produce magnificent bird images. This article focuses on Hornbill, Cardinal, and American Goldfinch paint by numbers, taking you on an artistic trip through bird magnificence.
By Paint by Numbers 3 years ago in Poets
SUNSET AND I
Have you seen the sunset? The rays that shine and brightens the evening The aura the niceness and the feeling of fulfillment that comes with it
By Nungari 3 years ago in Poets
Sometimes
Sometimes We suffer Beneath a smile Behind a wall of laughter While being someone’s hero And sometimes We suffer Dancing beneath a crown
By Vicious Avarice3 years ago in Poets
Perception
The whole world fits in her hand But when she stares into it The reflection comes back upside down It’s then she realized
By Vicious Avarice3 years ago in Poets
Negative Side
You saw A negative side of me And abandoned me Never realizing There were two sides to that glass And as you turned back to see the shine
By Vicious Avarice3 years ago in Poets
Here to There
Here and there and everywhere. Point A to point b. Sometimes I get a little fancy and add in a point C. To have one is OH SO convenient, but not always cheap. Money to keep you going, keep you clean and keep you well. I have one. Mine is my favorite color...baby blue. Mine is also a girl and she has a sunroof to boot!
By Latoya Giles 3 years ago in Poets
Motivate. Content Warning.
There may be speed bumps in your path. But little faith in your ambition There should be no restraint. Go for what makes you happy,
By Dineshkumar Sengodan3 years ago in Poets
Ode to Chocolate
Oh chocolate, my dearest addiction! How could I live without you... Your smooth and comforting taste takes me back to childhood memories,
By IvanaCh3 years ago in Poets