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

Arles. Runner-Up in Epistolary Challenge.
To Van Gogh's lovers – A young man with a cap, a girl with ruffled hair. He leads her down a path through a field with willows,
By Helena Adeloju3 years ago in Poets
From all the bad into your pure real loving way
I saw you sitting in there blue formal t-shirt and your beautiful moon face I should say what I felt was and still is your beautiful big open heart full of love not many can give it to another just like that I focused on what I felt and you took me for another loving phase
By Lightness3 years ago in Poets
The Pain of Cancer
Cancer, the thief of life, crawls upwards, causing strife like no other disease it pulls us down deeper and deeper
By Denise Larkin3 years ago in Poets
The Art of Mindful Living: How to Cultivate Presence and Find Inner Peace
If you found this article helpful Follow me on Instagram In today’s fast-paced and stressful world, it’s easy to feel overwhelmed and disconnected from our inner selves. The constant demands of modern life can leave us feeling anxious, stressed, and disconnected from the present moment. However, mindfulness is a powerful tool that can help us cultivate presence, reduce stress, and find inner peace.
By Rijo Raj3 years ago in Poets
Gala Night
Dear my ****** For it is about anyone but couldn’t be when I see you coming down from the top of the sun. Rise or set, my heart let’s you take me along with the roaring tides. As I’ve been down below hearing the laughter and joys which I should join and let it be mine. It is only above that I get to witness the ones. So, I push my malice aside and reach my hand out for another last stride. A Masquerade of my own but ill dance to one last tone.
By DakTH3 years ago in Poets
Wings of Night
In dreams we wander through the night, Our souls take flight on wings of light, Through endless realms of thought and mind,
By Zain Abid3 years ago in Poets
Living a Happy Life
Life can be a journey full of ups and downs, With moments of laughter and times that bring frowns, But amidst all the chaos, there's one thing that's key, It's the way that we live that determines our glee.
By Tamseela Farooq3 years ago in Poets
Dear Santa
Dear Santa, Are you really out there? Are you really real? I left cookies and milk for you to steal. I've been really good so you don't bring me coal. Getting lots of gifts is my goal.
By Alex H Mittelman 3 years ago in Poets
The Compromise of Desire
my wings are nothing but little machines, you should pluck them erotically & use their curves as frames. - what are these thorn-like things pumping
By Stevi-Lee Alver3 years ago in Poets
The Story of 'J'
Joining Joy, Jane, John and James Jamie jumped jauntily at the jamb. Joy and Jane jollily joked about jumping in Jello. John and James just jokes about jams and jellies.
By Mark Graham3 years ago in Poets
Cancer
my cycle flows with the moon emotions push and pull in tides in this season of the Crab i’ll just let it ride my tears fill the ocean blue
By A. P. Cooper3 years ago in Poets
Dexter Thoughts
Dexter, my loyal companion, barks with joy and glee, Overwhelmed with happiness, his tail wags energetically. Gazing at me with his big brown eyes, he communicates with ease,
By Leeann3 years ago in Poets