Khamoshi ki aahat me sukoon ki talaash hai, Kuch lamho ke saaye me apne gam bhulane na jane kyu aas hai, Duniya ke dastoor ka kuch alag hi hisaab hai,
By Hridya Sharma2 years ago in Poets
Entwined in the eerie twilight Cold coming in as it begins Light’s shadow begins to sink in In it, we stare up in the wonder of midday’s night
By Atomic Historian2 years ago in Poets
A woman's love, conceived with grace, exists in the region where hearts weave. She caresses souls with calm ease, her sensitive touch like a soft breeze.
By Praveen Pk2 years ago in Poets
The duality of existence encapsulates the brevity of strife, Often called a dreamer, I envisioned what horizons that strayed afar looked like.
Life is precious Life is short Write your story We’ve all been knocked off of our emotional bicycles But we will find our way back on in our own time
Ask me in December when the year is nearly done As we gather near together celebrating Christ, the son Mother, sister, father, brother
By Kelli Sheckler-Amsden2 years ago in Poets
In Dubai's heart, a desert dream, Where sand meets sky in sunlit stream. Steel monsters penetrate the sky blue tone, A reflected dance, a city new.
By zulfi bux2 years ago in Poets
In the garden of life, where all tales begin, There blooms a flower amidst the din. Her petals soft, her leaves embrace,
By GiftsFlash.com2 years ago in Poets
Every summer vacation Me and my two brothers We would go visit our grandparents. We used to enjoy going there. Life was quite pleasant and intriguing.
By Gloria Penelope2 years ago in Poets
Standing behind the wall, forbidden to look tall, To be the dainty taste for a man’s unsatiated hunger, The tale of a woman’s right to emancipation has seen it all.
Pain What is pain? Pain is only feeling the rain On a sunny day Pain is being alone in a crowded room Pain is not having them around
Inspiration can come from anywhere But the voice always comes Sometimes it’s a roar Sometimes it’s a hum Sometimes it comes when I’m too busy with life to write
