Poetry and art go hand in hand; in fact, a poem is just art in the written form.
Love is a rose, with petals soft and sweet It blooms within the heart, and makes our souls complete With every kiss, and every whispered word
By lover3 years ago in Poets
A gem so rare, a sight so grand, A beauty that can never be bland. It shines so bright, like a thousand stars, Its light so pure, like a soothing scar.
By TheMoon'sKeeper3 years ago in Poets
William Shakespeare, a poet of old, Whose words, still resonate, bold and bold, Through the ages, they echo still, With a power, that no pen can fill.
By Dolly3 years ago in Poets
Iron Man, my favorite superhero, A genius in a suit of armor, too, With a heart that beats, with arc reactor glow, He rises up, to face the unknown.
The Gaze of Quietude, A Tale of Loneliness The path of life together is rarely trod, What little of it’s left, it’s lingering odd.
By Mohammad Hammash3 years ago in Poets
A thing so rare, a true treasure, A sight to behold, beyond measure. Like a diamond in the rough, Or a rose growing in the sluff.
By KJU Solutions3 years ago in Poets
The day was rare, nothing like I had seen. The sky so magical, a new playful sheen. The sun was beaming, a visual delight.
The day was rare, nothing like I had seen. The sky a beautiful shade of teal green. The sun was piercing, a visual feast.
Amongst the ordinary, I have seen A rare and wondrous thing amid this scene A sight to take away all dull ennui, The world a little brighter just from me.
In a world so vast, Lies a creature, rare and fast, Of beauty and grace. With eyes so bright and true, And a heart that shines anew,
By Master Splinter3 years ago in Poets
Under starry skies so bright and clear, A study of celestial spheres, The movement of the planets, moon, and sun, The story of our lives begun.
the back of her head softly slightly wavy covering her mind a sea of hair blowing in the wind starring in the hopes that they´ll reveal
By S. Gabriela Heitzinger 3 years ago in Poets
