Poetry and art go hand in hand; in fact, a poem is just art in the written form.
While action speaks more than words - what does it say about me !? A woman who has NO future in any country !? A woman who spent her money on clothes and shoes - the world has nothing else to offer !?
By 365poetry15 days ago in Poets
The board came as simple packaging in a utensils box. For me, everything is art surface. I love the of Japanese sumi-e
By Seema Patel15 days ago in Poets
So I woke up today and thought - why am I sad !? I woke asking myself - why am I depressed, walking around with a "10 month" OLD child in MY stomache !!
By 365poetry16 days ago in Poets
I broke Mother Tree Her Blood drips down Adam’s leaves Roots sleep to dream death.
By Melissa Ingoldsby16 days ago in Poets
Midnight releases Reflections and melodies. Sit with the hearts splayed.
By Jada Ferguson16 days ago in Poets
Morning mirror shines, A face I will know too well Looks back silently.
By Angel Adagio16 days ago in Poets
The moon leans low on silver beams, Unraveling the quiet of our dreams. Stars like whispers, soft and slight, Carry the secrets of the night.
By Eliani Suarez16 days ago in Poets
On a morning without the wail of alarms, The sun spreads across a hushed horizon. No imprints left by columns on the march,
I like this sweet... I like this sweet because it is "sweety" !? I like this sweety because it is sweet and sweetified I like this sweet, because it is sweetified, it really is !?
I want you to report "MY" crimes !? I want you to report all the crimes that I have committed, and I want to know who will help me !?
"In 1983, they didn't just change the laws; they changed what it meant to be human. They reclassified the elders and the 'obsolete' as managed expenses—units to be monitored until they expired.
By Vicki Lawana Trusselli 17 days ago in Poets
Phone screen lights at dawn breaking banners crawl slowly coffee cools beside
By Cadma17 days ago in Poets
