fact or fiction

Is it fact or merely fiction? Fact or Fiction explores the myths and beliefs we hold about what makes a good poem and the poetry rules that were made to be broken.

Cristiano Ronaldo : Legend of Football
With every step he takes, the crowd erupts, His footwork precise, his shots precise, A true artist on the field, his poetry in motion,
By thekishore3 years ago in Poets
A Star-Farer's Odyssey
In a galaxy far, far away, An astronaut floats in silence, Gazing out at the endless expanse Of stars and nebulas in defiance.
By Beyond the Brightness3 years ago in Poets
Sand
warm to the touch on a sunny beach when I walk on it with bare feet hides a lot of secrets beneath it can form castles that
By Tyler Hawthorne3 years ago in Poets
Sugar
sweet not bland feels like smooth sand in my hands grainy texture white or brown adds flavor to what I consume
By Tyler Hawthorne3 years ago in Poets
I Do Not Love You Except Because I Love You
I don't adore you aside from in light of the fact that I love you; I go from wanting to not adoring you, From standing by to not sitting tight for you
By Seven Sky3 years ago in Poets
Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening
Whose woods these are I assume I know. However, his home is in the town; He won't see me halting here To watch his woods top off with snow.
By Seven Sky3 years ago in Poets
Stephanie Lee
It was numerous and numerous a year prior, In a realm by the ocean, That a lady there lived whom you might be aware
By Seven Sky3 years ago in Poets
Shades of Punishments
Maximum punishments in the world To a leader A child that does not obey Is a reflection of your own mistakes For an astrologer
By Tuān3 years ago in Poets
golden rectangle
cold, wet element emotion, intuition icosahedron * 11 Jan. 2023 *** Thank you for reading! If you liked this poem, you can add your Insights, Comment, leave a Heart, Tip, Pledge, or Subscribe. I will appreciate any support you have shown for my work.
By Moon Desert3 years ago in Poets
The Road Not Taken
Two streets separated in a yellow wood, Also, sorry I was unable to travel both What's more, be one voyager, long I stood
By Seven Sky3 years ago in Poets
Still I Rise
You might record me in history With your severe, bent lies, You may trample me in the extremely soil Yet, similar to tidy, I'll rise.
By Seven Sky3 years ago in Poets
Phenomenal Woman
Beautiful ladies wonder where my mystery lies. I'm not charming or worked to suit a design model's size Be that as it may, when I begin to tell them,
By Seven Sky3 years ago in Poets