Image Source Like the dark of the night, Ebony-blessed thoughts Umbrellaed my thinking. My demons came alive Whispering deathly tunes Hoping I'll sing the chorus. The pride of failure held my hands And

Music is the backbone of all art. At Poetic Nest, we believe everything around us is poetry. From the letters littering literature to even the loudest of silent nothings...it's all poetry. Here's a recording

So i joined Steemit early this year and I haven't introduced myself yet. Reason is I've been taking time to really get familiar with this incredible platform. Before writing this, I've had to look up other

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Cold night warmed with a blanket of darkness Silence, the pillow the night's head rested In dozing slumbers, stars spotted black mess Alas! The wait for morning is restless. In the distance, a whisper

The gallery was an array of colours and shapes; heaven never looked more picturesque. Her eyes, never the faithful lover, moved from painting to painting till she stared at this one frame that refused

Source: Quote Creator App. She trusted Too much Way too much. Now her emotions Have been thrusted And she's hurt. Tears tell the tale A runny nose sniffs in the hard truth That friendships can be wrecked.

FED TO SIZE is an allegorical poem narrated by a goat about to slaughtered by his master. The goat, at this point is finally disillusioned as he realizes that all the love shown him, in food and shelter,

Welcome to The Poetic Nest Steemit Blog, for all first-time visits; and for those who frequently visit, welcome back. This post will give a glimpse to the ever-growing poetic community in Uyo, Nigeria.

First off, let me join what i just can't beat by introducing me.. I am Honour Umoh, 22. The perfect blend of the good, bad and ugly. Good because I hate to be bad, bad because villains completes the picture

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Permit me to share some thoughts... First of all, it's been over a week I haven't posted anything on my blog... (yea, I was quite depressed). But one thing that gave me joy was the fact that I was able

Poetry is the one means that means a lot to folks...a chain linking minds to souls to bodies to minds. The definition of artistic perfection, painting paintings coloured in words, meals cooked with verbs

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