LIFE IS VERY SHORT
In quiet strength, a father stands, A rock amidst life’s shifting sands, His love, a lighthouse in the night,
By ANFASabout a year ago in Poets
In the garden where colours bloom, Brushstrokes dance in soft perfume. Whispers of the leaves in flight, Sketch the canvas of the night.
"In the ruins of a shattered world, the silence speaks in elegies of stars once bright, now dimmed by the tears of the cosmos."
In the whisper of the wind through ancient trees, I hear the secrets of the earth and seas. The mountains stand, their peaks kissed by the sky,
Through time I glide, where echoes blend, Past and future softly bend In every moment, old and new, I find eternity with you.
Of course, here's a short poem for you: In gardens of love, a rose does bloom, Its petals soft, like a fragrant plume.
By ANFAS2 years ago in Poets
In the heart of every soul, a spark does gleam, The mighty force of human power, a boundless stream. With strength and courage, we rise above,
In the realm where dreams take flight, Where stars adorn the velvet night, There lies a force both strong and true, A pledge that's made, a bond that grew.
My friend is gone, a silent ache resides, In the chambers of my heart where love abides. We once were close, like stars in midnight skies,
Certainly, here's an in-depth review of Gabriel García Márquez's "One Hundred Years of Solitude" with a word count of approximately 1000 words:
By ANFAS2 years ago in Potent
In Hogwarts, where magic dwells so deep, A young boy's destiny begins to sweep. Harry Potter, with a lightning scar, In a world where wondrous things bizarre.
Beneath the velvet sky so deep, Where countless stars their vigils keep, A beautiful night, in silence true, Unfolds its grace, its mystic hue.
