Poetry and art go hand in hand; in fact, a poem is just art in the written form.
Vampiric, satiric – an alchemical elixir This will certainly fix her My compassion liquified feeding the look in her eye
By Ethan Ivy3 years ago in Poets
1. Writing Contests: Many organizations and publications hold writing contests specifically for young writers. These contests often have cash prizes or other rewards for winners. Look for writing competitions that are open to your age group and submit your stories. Even if you don't win, participating in contests can help you gain experience and improve your writing skills.
By Ida3 years ago in Poets
FEEL ALIVE & WILD he heard the roar of the wave saw lightning flying through the sky he felt the wind in his hair and exactly in this moment
By Viktorie Berankova3 years ago in Poets
Listen to the symphony of nature, A harmony of earth, wind, and sky. Each note played by a different creature, A wondrous melody that never dies.
By Saturn3 years ago in Poets
In the golden light of a summer's day, I'll weave a tale, simple in its way. With words like gentle whispers, soft and light, I'll paint a picture, shining ever so bright.
By JAHID BIN ALAM3 years ago in Poets
Deep inside there is a light, Burning bright with hope aglow. Though darkness tries to dim the sight, This little light refuses to let go.
I wonder if the dead attend their own funerals. . Do they come back just to see who doesn’t cry and who brings the wrong kind
In the realm where beauty lies, A marvel that never dies, Are the windows to the soul, they say, The enchanting gaze in every way.
By Miguel Ramirez3 years ago in Poets
damned by another man. you know who you are- who you were. he who was foolish enough to get close... again. a Tower moment.
By ⸘jason alan‽3 years ago in Poets
Some are willing to give their body Others their mind But few will risk their soul For life has taken its toll On us all
By Atomic Historian3 years ago in Poets
In the land we call our own, a nation bright and bold, Where freedom's flame once brightly shone, now struggles to uphold. But fear not, fellow patriots, for hope it still remains, As we join hands and work as one, our country to reclaim.
By Vikas Singh3 years ago in Poets
In the garden of life, where blossoms sway, A tale of transformation begins its way. With petals of hope and colors so bright,
By corkybella3 years ago in Poets
