It is the dream I imagined It has become alive in my imagination And that reality I saw It was nothing but shadows
By Kisama Riyo about a year ago in Poets
Here is the white ruler She finally decided to spread her arms And she quickly descended from her throne And welcomed the crowd with great feelings
It was said about the brave people who speak beautifully Until they became the ones who made us noble? If they talk a lot, it becomes obligatory for us
O palm tree, why did you rise above all the trees? And raised your stature above every slope? Aren't you the one who said, Where is the rain?
Leave the sadness of the past days And welcome your present and set out To a world of a more beautiful future that appears
And you are the one who lit a fire in my heart And made me drown at the bottom of the sea? And stole light and brilliance from the moon
All I have left are remnants Remnant memories Growing in the corners And no one knows what the secrets are
A boy with golden hair, one day while playing, wandered deep into the forest. There, he saw a hut, where an old man lived Desolate
By Karan w. about a year ago in Poets
Black as midnight, purple as twilight's sigh, A canvas painted where shadows lie. A paradox of hues, a cosmic sight, Where light and dark entwine, a mystic night.
By Moharif Yuliantoabout a year ago in Poets
Why did you choose me and leave me in the crowd Lost until I could no longer speak? When you stole from me every dream that was in the dream
The days passed and the pain ended The veil was lifted in my chest And a sweet river of peace covered me I said, my mouth refusing to speak:
Bring me back, O time To correct all those mistakes That a violent stormy night caused O Lord, purify my heart from torment
