In forests deep, where sunlight gleams, And rivers flow with gentle streams, The earth's embrace, both wild and free, A symphony of life, for all to see.
By Safa Jama2 years ago in Poets
Upon the path, where walking feet grace, A journey unfolds, with every pace. Step by step, the earth beneath us sighs, As we traverse the land, under open skies.
In the quiet dawn, the world awakes, As sunlight softly kisses the earth's embrace. With hues of pink, orange, and gold, The sunrise paints a story, bold.
In the realm where words entwine and dance, There lies a bard, a master of chance. Shakespeare, the weaver of tales profound,
In the amber glow of fading light, The sun bids the day a soft goodnight. Its golden rays paint the sky, A masterpiece for the weary eye.
In a bustling world of black and white, One pair of shoes stood out in sight. Red as blood, they danced with grace, Yet held a story, not just a trace.
In the month of Ramadan, hearts alight, Fasting by day, prayers fill the night. A time of reflection, a spiritual flight,
In the depths of darkness, hatred grows, A poison that corrupts, a bitter throes. It festers in hearts, consumes the soul,
In a realm where words hold sway, A tale unfolds, day by day. A soul adrift, lost and alone, Encountered words, like seeds sown.
In moments of distress, emotions swell, A need to vent, a tale to tell. A poem unfolds, a cathartic flow, Release the tension, let feelings go.
In the tapestry of time, a tale unfolds, Harriet Tubman, courageous and bold. A beacon of hope in the darkest night, Guiding spirits towards freedom's light.
In the quiet of my lonely life, I find solace in the stillness, A peacefulness amidst the strife, A moment to reflect and witness.
