In the breeze, our love takes flight, Two wheels entwined, hearts igniting bright. Pedals push, as feelings soar, On this journey, forevermore.
By Raj vellaisamy2 years ago in Poets
In a time long past, their journey began, A love story woven, like a tapestry grand. They're the roots of our family tree,
In twilight's embrace, where dreams reside, Lies a cherished place where hearts confide. A humble abode, with walls of gleam,
We were born together, Two little peas in a pod, Always together, Through thick and thin, we'd trod. We fought and we cried,
The gift of friends is one that's rare, A precious gem to hold and share. They offer us their love and care, And help us through both joy and despair.
She sits in silence, watching all, Her eyes alight with curious light. She sees the world through code and logic, And yet she understands our plight.
The pain of living is a constant ache, A dull, throbbing reminder that I'm here. It's not the kind of pain that makes you scream,
By Raj vellaisamy3 years ago in Poets
A machine of metal and wire, With circuits and chips inside, A brain of code that can't be denied, A heart of logic and pride.
A little cottage by the sea, With a view of the waves crashing free. A garden filled with flowers so bright, I could spend hours just taking in their sight.
Teachers, you are the light of the world, Guiding us through the darkness. You show us the way, And help us to grow.
They stand before us, like beacons in the night, Guiding us through the darkness of our youth. They show us the way, to knowledge and to truth,
Booker T. Washington, You led your people with great might. You taught them to work, And to build their own future bright.
