In the garden of the heart, happiness blooms, A fragrant flower in life's vast rooms, Its petals, like laughter, unfurl and spread, Filling every corner, where joy is led.
By Samanta L. Burey2 years ago in Poets
Like a feather on the breeze, I ascend to newfound heights, With dreams that know no boundaries, And wings that embrace the light.
In shadows cast, where demons dwell, A struggle fought, a tale to tell. Addictions' grip, a heavy chain, A battle waged, a soul in pain.
Amidst the dawn's soft golden hue, A miracle unfolds anew. The stage is set, the moment near, A wondrous journey, full of cheer.
In the depths of darkness, shadows loom, A journey down to the abyss's gloom. Hitting rock bottom, the ground gives way, In the void of despair, we find our stay.
Amidst the noise, a whisper clear, A calling heard, the soul draws near. The quest to find oneself, profound, A journey to the core unbound.
In the tapestry of life's embrace, A lesson learned, a sacred space. The art of letting go, profound, In freeing hearts, true peace is found.
In the crucible of life's grand design, The alchemy of transmutation aligns. A metamorphosis, both deep and true, Transforming souls in a cosmic brew.
Beneath the moon's enchanting gleam, In the depths of the ocean's dream, A secret world where waters sway, The mermaids' realm, where they hold sway.
In realms unknown, where spirits roam, A realm of wonders, our true home. The afterlife, a timeless space, Where souls find solace, embrace.
In shadows cast, illusions play, A mystic dance, a grand display. They whisper tales of what could be, A mirage of reality we see.
In the shadows of human souls, it dwells, A beast that lurks, its hunger swells. Greed, a force that knows no end, A craving that seeks to possess and bend.
