Poetry and art go hand in hand; in fact, a poem is just art in the written form.
In this empty forest Full of silence And awful discovery Nothing moves But for chequered stratagem Looking for one last sign
By Roderick Makim22 minutes ago in Poets
It Never Forgets Some say the rose remembers, though silence veils its breath, it gathers every whisper, it studies love and death.
By George’s Girl 2026 about an hour ago in Poets
My kids don’t bother to ask anymore— What we’re doing on Sundays. It’s been routine since they were born— We go to the matinee.
By SUEDE the poetabout 2 hours ago in Poets
It’s a scene I might forget to keep It passes swifter into forever as I speak, In that : nothing hides , it’s all bare but blatantly bleak
By Madhu Goteti about 4 hours ago in Poets
The era of the abacus is over; computers rule today. No longer is free thought welcome; we’re drones until the grave.
By Edward Valabout 6 hours ago in Poets
Why is he staring through, as if he knew what to do !? A little muppet I suppose, assuming this is something that makes sense !?
By 365poetryabout 6 hours ago in Poets
Red Flowers in a Broken Sky The flowers rise, like warnings in the air, Their red breath burning through a restless dream,
By George’s Girl 2026 about 10 hours ago in Poets
thoughts may seem harmless but they can corrode your mind beware before late. Note: We must not let thoughts ruin us. We must cleanse our mindset and harbor good thoughts.
By Seema Patelabout 14 hours ago in Poets
Life Beyond This Earth I did not paint this to please the eye, it came out sharp, restless, almost watching me, lines crossing where they should not meet,
By George’s Girl 2026 about 18 hours ago in Poets
I turned the drawer inside out again last night, fingers chasing dust and old receipts. The small gold band that once circled your finger
By John Smitha day ago in Poets
🙏 Help me Lord as I’am in grief, Let me pray for his relief. Give your wisdom to this prayer, Make Your wish always be there!
By CA'Di LUCE * Confessions & Memories in Conversations with friends!/ It’s not a revolution—it’s a quiet evolution.a day ago in Poets
Sometimes our imagination runs wild when we don't know the fun of life ! The danger that lies in front of us - beside us or in the world that nothing can stop us !?
By 365poetry2 days ago in Poets
