Poetry and art go hand in hand; in fact, a poem is just art in the written form.
Softness still doesn't come easily But it's better than it was Gentleness with myself Is now seen as wisdom And my walls aren't covered in razor wire anymore
By Karen LaRue3 years ago in Poets
I'm back To changing my paradigm I have clearer focus I can see so much more Of the world that is around me And it's not so scary
Flowers, lovely and bright, Bloom with colors, oh so right, Creating beauty, pure and true, Dancing in the wind, anew.
By Hammad Chaudhary3 years ago in Poets
As an English Major with an emphasis on Creative Writing, I have been able to study various forms of literature, including poetry. One of my favorite forms is that of the Sonnet.
By Rebecca A Hyde Gonzales3 years ago in Poets
Two friends, together from the start Bound by a bond that won't depart Sharing laughter, sharing tears Growing stronger through the years
By Matheesha Fernando3 years ago in Poets
The love days of my life, Are the ones I hold most dear, Filled with sweet moments, That I will always keep near.
By Shaheer Khan3 years ago in Poets
Earnings, oh earnings, what a wondrous thing, A symbol of hard work, the joy it brings. A measure of success, a mark of pride,
By Udhaya Karthika3 years ago in Poets
i destroyed myself this i understand --- April is poetry month. I want all you writers and readers to celebrate poetry by committing to a daily microdose of poetry! April is not the cruellest month!
By Stevi-Lee Alver3 years ago in Poets
Music is the language of the soul, A symphony of emotions that take a toll, It speaks to us in ways we cannot explain, And fills our hearts with joy and pain.
By Raj’s Vocal3 years ago in Poets
SEO, the web's great mystery A mystical art, shrouded in history A quest for the top of the search result A challenge to be overcome, a difficult tumult
By Vikas Mishra3 years ago in Poets
Emma had always been a creative soul, but lately, she was struggling to find inspiration. Her paintings were bland and uninspired, and she felt like she was just going through the motions.
By Zulqarnain Haider3 years ago in Poets
Everything is a vast and wondrous thing, An endless sea, forever expanding. It's the universe and all its mysteries, And the tiny ant that crawls with ease.
By Karun 3 years ago in Poets
