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

We Will Call Her Midnight
In a land of skyscrapers and violence, a young girl had a ten minute phone call with a strange man she didn’t know, who prescribed her pills for a sickness he couldn’t even be sure she had.
By Jamie Ramsay3 years ago in Poets
Unintended. Top Story - March 2022.
A cold kiss goodbye to the snowflakes that fall in the memories of winter. Running of the pack that weeps the death of all. And the foot prints left soom will be filled with the sins of time.
By Kayla McIntosh3 years ago in Poets
To the Luminary
Dear Meridianus, It is I, your humble servant Ireine. I have worked in the Cantina in town for several years now with Broa, our chef. We have been wondering when we can celebrate the rainy season with the Luminary of Rain, Aurora this year?
By Kayla McIntosh3 years ago in Poets
Friendship
It was amazing, how for a second I thought you were actually cool We hung out at lunch, spent time together, and chilled all the time at school.
By Trish3 years ago in Poets
How To Stop Overthinking.
Overthinking is a common habit that many people struggle with. It is the tendency to analyze and worry excessively about a situation, often leading to anxiety and stress. Overthinking can be a vicious cycle, as the more you think, the more you worry, and the more you worry, the more you think. In this blog, we will explore some effective strategies to help you stop overthinking and take control of your thoughts and emotions.
By Raza ali3 years ago in Poets
Amnesia: The Dark Descent
Brennenburg's secrets Dark creatures tremble forth, dim Alexander laughs
By Jonathan Lawrence3 years ago in Poets
Dear Humanity
Dear Humanity, We share this world as one, And yet, we're divided and undone, By hate, fear, and ignorance, And our failure to embrace difference.
By Adan3 years ago in Poets
Reduced to clear
I can neither evoke every house number nor name each street. Memory Lane has become a Zone 1 London borough. Overcrowded like a Victoria Line platform
By Giuseppe Bartoli3 years ago in Poets
Eternal Love
As love flows like a gentle stream, I close my eyes and start to dream, Of you, my dear, my heart's desire, With every thought, my love grows higher.
By Zain Abid3 years ago in Poets
The Loneliness Within
Alone in the darkness, I sit and weep, My heart heavy with sorrow, my soul so deep. The world is a blur, a distant memory,
By Mahdi3 years ago in Poets
Stormy Night
In the midst of a stormy night, When the wind howls with all its might, I find a peace within my heart, A place where all my fears depart.
By Overnight night3 years ago in Poets
Trapped in the Abyss
The world is shrouded in gloom, A never-ending cycle of doom, Days bleed into each other, A constant struggle to recover.
By Dhinesh kumar.P3 years ago in Poets