In the forge of time where moments blend, Whispers of hope and dreams descend. With each heartbeat, a chance to mend, To shape our path, where destinies transcend.
By Abbas2 years ago in Poets
"Innocent Bathing in Blood" by Shahzad Ahmed Sheikh The innocent wailing and writhing, In agony, pain and misery. Calling out in the void, but in vain,
By Shahzad Ahmed Sheikh 2 years ago in Poets
Atomic actions all where frozen before the 47 seconds was a dream of beauty and calm Just in the 47 seconds was a nightmare of the death
By Karun 2 years ago in Poets
In realms where words weave tales unseen, The poet's heart, a canvas keen. With ink and rhyme, they craft the dance Of stars that twirl in night's expanse.
On the blank page, the silence speaks, A canvas pure, untouched, and meek. No words yet written, no lines to bind, A world of possibility confined.
In the quiet depths where shadows fall, Lies a secret dear, known to none at all. It whispers softly in the twilight's gleam,
dynamysticistics and minor inconveniences about his love for my wisdom, always write in the way of his artifice. no brakes;
By ⸘jason alan‽2 years ago in Poets
I find myself on the same road that I left behind, I thought I left behind is it a circle, the circle of life we must die to be reborn
By The Madman2 years ago in Poets
In the gentle glow of a hearth's embrace, Warm-hearted souls find their place. Embers flicker, casting soft light, Chasing away the chill of night.
Reality's embrace, where journey's wend, In the quiet moments before dawn's first light, Truth emerges from the depths of night.
Bathed in silver light, the moon's gentle grace, A celestial dancer in the vast expanse of space. Her luminous face, a beacon in the night,
Life is a Library Living is Luxury Stay silent in the library Borrow knowledge when necessary What you show is how you glow
