Upon the lake, a mirror vast,
Reflecting skies in waters cast.
Smooth surface, tranquil, serene,
Nature's canvas, pure and clean.
Rippling whispers, gentle breeze,
Caress the lake with soothing ease.
A dance of light in shimmering grace,
Sunset hues, a soft embrace.
Dragonflies in fleeting flight,
Skim the surface, a ballet of light.
The lake, a portal to the sky,
The clouds and dreams together lie.
Stillness reigns in the twilight hush,
Nature's palette, a gentle brush.
Moonlight bathes in silver sheen,
Timeless beauty, forever seen.
In quiet ripples, secrets keep,
A lake's surface, a poem, deep.
Nature's verses softly rhyme,
Echoing through the passage of time.
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Abigail Wanjiru
Exploring the shadows of the soul through verses that bleed ink. 🖋️ | Conjuring darkness into poetry | Embracing the beauty in the obscure | #DarkVerse 🔮✨"
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This was such a wonderful poem! Loved it!
Exceptional work! Keep up