Poetry and art go hand in hand; in fact, a poem is just art in the written form.
perceiving me from your point of view has poisoned me, and made me weary i’ve decided to discredit you you are no longer my judge, nor jury.
By adaiah ★3 years ago in Poets
Millicent Mouse was a very small wizard, One day she got caught in a harrowing blizzard. The wind bit her and blew her and sent her off course,
By M. A. Mehan 3 years ago in Poets
Black on black and pay Listening to what I say Yeah, that's the whole Bay
By Jonathan Lawrence3 years ago in Poets
She remembers when she finally went mad... That day she looked upon the road and felt glad... So black and smooth it was and it would surely be the perfect end.
By Lindsey Altom3 years ago in Poets
Black-hearted kings, men Enlightened blade in the crowds The Assassin's Creed
I know you didn't read it but you knew too. The thing is iv'e never ask anything else from you Its a fake ass power play and the thing is you want to be in charge.
By {L.B.}3 years ago in Poets
Windows to the soul, Eyes reveal the depths within, Reflecting our hearts.
By MAKING REAL MONEY3 years ago in Poets
There once was a band with no clue, Their music was all out of tune, But with practice and time, They learned how to chime,
Sound check one two one two. I know you're talking to me but i'm not listening to you. You know I don't listen but mostly because I can't hear
There’s this one guy stuck in a well People must think that he fell But when asked of his story He says with no allegory
By Robbie Nagle3 years ago in Poets
My brother, my man have yourself a seat. The view and air up here is cotton candy sweet. The people that surround you are here to have a good time.
Let's go back to "our roots" well that statement is out of place. I know you didn't just tell me that and straight to my face.
