In realms where dreams unfurl and hopes take flight,
The canvas vast, the heavens' endless might,
Above our heads, a tapestry divine,
The ever-changing, boundless sky, so fine.
With hues that dance from dawn till dusk's embrace,
A symphony of colors, a wondrous chase,
From fiery reds to calming blues so deep,
In twilight's glow, the secrets it shall keep.
Each cloud a story, whispered to the wind,
A tale of wanderlust, of journeys pinned,
They drift in patterns, painting tales untold,
In whispers soft, their mysteries unfold.
Beneath its canopy, we find our peace,
In starlit nights, our worries find release,
For in its vastness, we see our place,
A speck of dust within the cosmic race.
Oh, sky above, eternal and serene,
Your beauty reigns, a sight forever seen,
In every dawn, in every twilight's gleam,
You are the muse of poets' wildest dream.
About the Creator
Ibrohim
Ibrohim is a poet and writer renowned for their evocative exploration of love, loss, and the human condition. With a gift for crafting captivating narratives and poignant verse.
New Normal
There is always a moment — small, quiet, almost forgettable — when the spark stops being a warning and becomes a state. It never looks like a turning point from the outside. It’s not a dramatic shift. It’s not a cinematic beat. It’s a subtle internal click, a recalibration so slight that only someone who has lived this cycle as many times as I have would recognize it.
By Elisa Wontorcikabout 11 hours ago in Poets
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