Poetry and art go hand in hand; in fact, a poem is just art in the written form.
The elephant napped in his bunk, And while he slept, the mattress slowly sunk, He snored and he snored, The other beasts roared.
By Kylecovey Smith3 years ago in Poets
Sure, here's a longer mystery poem about the double-headed purple cat: In the depths of the forest, where the moon shone bright,
By MAKING REAL MONEY3 years ago in Poets
Once upon a time there was a man named Mick. He loved to write limericks, But he sucked at the sport, Because they were way too short,
The spectacular Wizard of Oz, Retired from his business because, Of a new science, Among most of his clients, He's not the Wizard he once was.
Tighty Whities, the old school underwear, We wore them as kids, but wedgies were to beware. Briefs that are snug, But watch out for a tug.
#LifeGoals, there's a journey we all take 🚶♂️ Full of 🤗, 💕, and the occasional heartbreak 💔 We must take the good with the bad 👍🏼👎🏼
Life is absurd, I'll be frank, I mean, our first breath starts with a spank, Then we all try to find joy, Usually from a girl, or a boy, It's strange enough to feel like a prank
By Traci Carman3 years ago in Poets
I want it all, but No clay vessel suitable So hearts, eyes were made
By Jonathan Lawrence3 years ago in Poets
Life kills us slowly I have told life to blow me Even eating food is boring The food leaves me snoring I'm sad now, I must go eat ravioli
By Alex H Mittelman 3 years ago in Poets
Art comes to you, comes through you It is not something you chase... The calling breaks down your door Beauty does not require contemplation
By Yasmeen Dahdah3 years ago in Poets
A ringmaster named Ryan, Once smiled when he rode on a lion. The two returned from the ride, However, the ringmaster was inside,
There was an odd man named Gus. When he traveled, he made a fuss. The grumpy man was banned from the train, Blocked from riding the plane,
