Poetry and art go hand in hand; in fact, a poem is just art in the written form.
Cell push and pull drum Eardrum Osmosis ridge Body’s truth membrane
By Diana22 days ago in Poets
They found each other in a quiet chapter of life. Not at the beginning, not at the end— but somewhere in between, where expectations had softened
By Zidane23 days ago in Poets
There is no Love the power of being is . There is no life but dream is living . There is no substance
By Diana23 days ago in Poets
Twenty years since the second time I packed my life into a rucksack and taught my heart how to beat quieter. The first war took my innocence—
By Edward Val23 days ago in Poets
Granny’s Ghost Granny’s ghost sits in her chair, Rocking slowly, thin as air. Eyes like whispers, soft and deep, Watching while the children sleep.
By Marie381Uk 23 days ago in Poets
Processing, processing, processing The mind is generating, all the things in 3D on my screen. But this seems like an illusion,
By Lucripa23 days ago in Poets
Arts. Brilliance and beauty made to be Consumed by all, yet inevitably Doomed to fall. Enshrouding the broken and unspoken
By Megan Kingsbury23 days ago in Poets
I used to stare at my hands and wonder if they were meant for anything. Nothing felt like mine, not my smile, not my voice, not even my mornings.
By John Smith24 days ago in Poets
To desire another’s love is quite an art. However, such an art can be very hideous; when that desired lover turns out to be the toxic poison your system yearns for
By WiseWhale_2124 days ago in Poets
This was written, created, edited by Vicki Lawana Trusselli I wrote this to escape the 2026 political atmosphere of hate. So, I slipped into a dream. SWEET!
By Vicki Lawana Trusselli 24 days ago in Poets
🌤 The Love That Stayed After the Storm They met after the hardest parts of their lives had already passed. Not because the storms were over—
By Zidane24 days ago in Poets
Johnny-come-lately Seven days in the seventh sign; Tracy Cancer moon; feel a little bit crazy Hierophant like an elephant; know my memory’s not hazy
By Conjury24 days ago in Poets
