Poetry and art go hand in hand; in fact, a poem is just art in the written form.
The Tarpit of the Train Station On steel parallels and shallow earth the rats know life as it is: patterned, mildly
By Johnathan Riley3 years ago in Poets
It is a Poem about the Boys life and their journey which they crossed over it.. Author: Prabakaran S (Content Writer)
By Prabakaran S3 years ago in Poets
It is a Poem about a rare thing which revolved around us.. Author: Prabakaran S (Content Writer) SOMETHING RARE In a world full of things common and cheap,
It is a Poem about the Girls life and their journey which they crossed over it.. Author: Prabakaran S (Content Writer)
live in the state lie in the feel admire your love accept your fear live is not a thing give us a space spark by feel
By saravanakumar3 years ago in Poets
what do you listen to? i am prompted, challenged - what do you listen to - tested and probed. what do you listen to? louder, more!
By ⸘jason alan‽3 years ago in Poets
Chocolate, oh how sweet it flows A taste that everyone knows A treat that brings a smile so wide And joy to every heart inside
Believe in what you feel inside A truth that cannot be denied For every step that you take A path toward your wake
Different, unique, and true to self, Your spirit shines like no one else You don't need the world to see The special person you were meant to be
By Jay V3 years ago in Poets
Discovering Life's Lessons Through the Majestic Journey of the Monarch Butterfly" The autocrat butterfly is one of the best arresting creatures in the world, accepted for its adorableness and its absurd journey. Every year, millions of monarchs commence on an ballsy migration, traveling bags of afar from Canada and the United States to their wintering area in Mexico.
By Asma Banu3 years ago in Poets
If only we could flee The machine behind our own facade, We would see in every day The rarity of life's parts, A birthday card on a table
By Christy Clark3 years ago in Poets
A Father's Love, a rock so strong, A shelter, where we all belong. He holds us tight, through thick and thin, And stands beside us, win or win.
By M Anandaraj 3 years ago in Poets
