Whispers of Love on the Countryside Express
Train of love
Two strangers met on a countryside train,
City scars hidden, hearts bearing pain.
She with a suitcase, he with a book,
A glance, a smile, was all it took.
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Rails hummed softly, the city behind,
Two kindred spirits, a rare find.
Stories of heartache, tales of woe,
Unraveled slowly, like a gentle flow.
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She spoke of noise, he of strife,
Both seeking solace, a simpler life.
Fields of green through the window passed,
A promise of peace, at long last.
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Mountains rose, majestic and grand,
Nature's embrace, a gentle hand.
Rivers whispered secrets old,
Forests painted hues of gold.
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Hand in hand, they wandered free,
In the countryside, their hearts at ease.
Past lives faded, like morning mist,
In this new world, they found their bliss.
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Two strangers met on a countryside train,
Left behind sorrow, welcomed the rain.
In nature's arms, their love unfurled,
Together they thrived, in a simpler world.
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chaimaa alidrissi
a poet who’s language is expressing emotions through rhyming words 🤎
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The myth says mermaids sing to lure sailors to their death. But why? The ocean is huge. Only 5 percent has been discovered by man. Why would a creature of the sea with that much space to roam ever care about the fate of men on ships? The answer, as it turns out, is not a simple one at all. The truth about the myth is older than the tides. Long ago before the first ship ever cut across the surface, the sea made a pact with the sky. The sky would take the souls of the drowned. Anyone who died in storms or any quiet accidents of the deep would have their soul lifted upward to the Heavens while the bodies would remain below, feeding the oceans endless hunger. The greedy sea however wanted more souls than the sky would claim. So it created mermaids. It gave them beautiful voices woven from currents and moonlight. It commanded them to sing. "Bring forth the ones who float where they should sink." it instructed them. So they did. They never killed out of malice but out of obligation. They sung to summon, not to seduce. A mermaid's voice could loosen the tether between the body and soul, making any man step willingly into the water. The sea would take the body and the sky would take the soul. Balance maintained.
By Sara Wilson6 days ago in Fiction
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This was so beautifully written! Loved your poem!