Johnpaul Okwudili

Joined June 2024

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Crimson Dusk.
As the day begins its gentle decline, The sky is painted in hues of crimson, A canvas of fire and fading blue, A transition from light to dark, The last light of day, a silent symphony.
By Johnpaul Okwudili 2 years ago in Poets
Veil of Dreams.
In the twilight hours, where the world holds its breath, There lies a realm unseen by waking eyes, A veil of dreams, thin and ethereal, Suspended between reality and fantasy, A whispering tapestry of what is and what could be.
By Johnpaul Okwudili 2 years ago in Poets
Waves of Eternity.
At the edge of the world, Where land meets the infinite expanse, The ocean sings its ancient song, Waves of eternity, a melody of time, A symphony of the boundless sea.
By Johnpaul Okwudili 2 years ago in Poets
Golden Horizons.
At the edge of night, where darkness meets light, A promise is born on the horizon, A golden line where dreams take flight, Where the sun whispers secrets of tomorrow.
By Johnpaul Okwudili 2 years ago in Poets
Shadows of the Past.
In the quiet of twilight, Where the day fades into memory, I begin my journey through echoes, Tracing the shadows of the past, Whispers of moments long gone.
By Johnpaul Okwudili 2 years ago in Poets
The Forgotten Garden.
In a quiorner of the world, Where time seems to stand still, Lies a forgotten garden, A sanctuary of whispers, Where wildflowers tell their tales.
By Johnpaul Okwudili 2 years ago in Poets
Whispers of the Dawn.
In the twilight before the dawn, Where night and day converge, Whispers of a new beginning stir, Soft murmurings of possibility, Carried on the breath of the morning breeze.
By Johnpaul Okwudili 2 years ago in Poets
Beneath the Starlit Canopy.
Beneath the starlit canopy, Where shadows and dreams entwine, I walk the path of ancient wanderers, Tracing constellations with my eyes, Each star a beacon in the cosmic sea.
By Johnpaul Okwudili 2 years ago in Poets
Soul’s Odyssey.
In the stillness of dawn, where shadows wane, I embark on a journey within, Navigating the labyrinth of my soul, Where whispers of ancient echoes reside, And the pulse of existence hums softly.
By Johnpaul Okwudili 2 years ago in Poets
The Serene Tempest.
In the hush of dawn, when the world sleeps, There lies a tempest, quiet and serene, A paradox of stillness and fury, Where whispers of the wind Stir the leaves with gentle violence.
By Johnpaul Okwudili 2 years ago in Poets
Lullaby of the Stars.
In the cradle of the night sky, where darkness weaves its velvet tapestry, and stars ignite like celestial candles, there unfolds a lullaby, softly sung by the cosmos, a melody that transcends time and space, a symphony of light and silence.
By Johnpaul Okwudili 2 years ago in Poets
Veins of the Earth
Beneath the surface, where roots delve deep, and stones hold secrets older than time, there lies a labyrinth of hidden paths, where veins of the earth pulse with life, carrying the whispers of ages past, echoing the heartbeat of creation.
By Johnpaul Okwudili 2 years ago in Poets