art
Poetry and art go hand in hand; in fact, a poem is just art in the written form.
ISFP's Love Poem
In whispers soft, and feelings deep, A love that's lived, not meant to keep. No grand pronouncements, bold and bright, But gentle gestures, warm as light.
Diorino GalvanoPublished 32 minutes ago in PoetsA Pequeña Swallow
Been a while I snuggled the silence of my bed, Been a while I tangoed with the trees to the noise of the naked wind,
Lazywriter41Published about an hour ago in PoetsThree down
I have always been fascinated by the paranormal, though I approach it with measured skepticism rather than blind belief. Most people assume every odd sound indicates a ghost, but true paranormal events are extraordinarily rare.
spooky sessionPublished about 2 hours ago in PoetsHow beautiful it is
Africa is my home. I am an African. I adore my nation. The beauty of Africa can take you far. It is a land of milk and honey.
The world through my Lens
In the world through my lens, colors bloom, A treasure of life, in every room. Each frame a story waiting to be told, In whispers of silver and shades of gold.
Alecia HarriottPublished about 2 hours ago in PoetsI want to
explore you totally circumnavigate the lengths of your coastlines lose my bearings in your longitudes and latitudes until I become an
"E-clips of my life"
Eerie shadows dance, the moon's embrace, Casting darkness where light once held sway. Luminous spectacle, a celestial chase,
Exclusively Speaking with Love'Nia ReneePublished about 4 hours ago in PoetsBe proud of you!
In the mirror's gaze, behold your reflection, An individual woven with unique imperfections. Embrace the quirks, the flaws, the scars,
Alecia HarriottPublished about 4 hours ago in PoetsMy Magic Pen
When once I got to writing, the thoughts began to flow, And if you asked me from where it came, I'd just say I do not know.
Shalet CarrollPublished about 4 hours ago in PoetsAmidst the Shadows
Amidst the shadows, A flicker of light appears, Kindling hope within.
Printique StudiosPublished about 5 hours ago in PoetsWordology part one
The letter A for an apple please something to eat and drink a glass of water The letter B for a bread just eat so need to rest to feel better
el hariti adilPublished about 6 hours ago in PoetsThe cores fell between
The cores fell between the entry and were carried and spread on earth, The map of the place not exempt from its design, Woven from the south and the north ,
el hariti adilPublished about 7 hours ago in Poets