I was a wanderer without a destination,
Feeling broken had become an addiction,
Loneliness had become an obsession,
From Love, I was always on the run.
They say there is silence before the storm,
Little did I know that my life was to transform,
Our eyes met and It felt like a mirror,
What is this illusion, it made me wonder.
I wonder
Why do I need another sunrise,
When You are my own beautiful dusk and dawn,
Why do I need words,
When silence is the most beautiful language We have known.
I wonder
How it feels to have a home built with love,
Dreams fill Our roof above,
The walls painted by Our imperfections,
Every nook and corner filled with Our aspirations.
All the desires in Your chest I want to own,
All the insecurities of mine, I have shown,
I close my eyes for I have known,
I have someone to call as my own.
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The Ritual of Winter Challenge Winners
Welcome to the Winners Announcement for The Ritual of Winter challenge. This prompt focused on winter rituals and the meaning that settles into them over time. The top pieces stay grounded in ordinary acts and repeated routines, letting winter shape the work through pace, attention, and restraint.
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Outstanding
How did this not get a Top Story? these lines are so powerful" 'Feeling broken had become an addiction, Loneliness had become an obsession,' Then you follow up with the beauty of silence. Wonderful
Lovely poetic words!
Very poignant. Falling in love is wonderful! :)
You have reminded me what it is like to fall in love, thank you.
“Feeling broken had become an addiction” This is all too familiar for me.
Beautiful words of poetry. Nothing like hopes and dreams fulfilled.