Some days I wish I were a walnut, And thought my shell to be the extent of the world. I'd know every crevasse, every wrinkle of my shell
By Salomé Saffiri2 years ago in Poets
In the labyrinth of life, we sometimes stray, Where familiar paths fade to shades of gray. Lost in the whispers of the winding way,
By Ashiii2 years ago in Poets
In tender hours of youth's sweet haze, First love alights with gentle gaze. A whispered sigh, a trembling hand, In uncharted realms, we both stand.
In a room where minds ignite, A beacon stands, a guiding light. With wisdom's touch, and patience vast, A teacher's role, unsurpassed.
My Rendezvous with Life The treacherous waters of existence hail in their stride, As the beauty of sailing against the winds uproars in its ride.
By Hridya Sharma2 years ago in Poets
Head in my hands Sifting through the sand Of ruined unplanned events Nowhere to vent A shoulder lent Is a shoulder lost
By Atomic Historian2 years ago in Poets
What is love? Is it the gentle touch of a lover's hand Or the passionate embrace of two souls entwined? Is it the warmth of a hug on a cold, lonely night
By Elefty Erika Siama2 years ago in Poets
In the mysterious depths of the unknown, Where shadows dance and whispers roam, Lies a world beyond our comprehension, A realm of infinite dimension.
In a world filled with darkness, I search for the light The path ahead is uncertain, my fears take flight But I know deep within, there is strength to fight
In skies of blue, where dreams take flight, A rainbow blooms, a wondrous sight. With hues that dance and colors bright,
In parchment's embrace, a story unfurls, A letter, a vessel for heart's soft whirls. In ink's delicate dance, emotions abide,
In the hush of the cold, winter's breath, When the moon casts its silver sheath, The world seems to pause, in a quiet repose,
