Licking at the facade Worshiping a nameless god Only to realize All efforts will be forgot Break your back all you want
By Atomic Historian2 years ago in Poets
Initially, names were called in the desert of words Names were offered points and after that they vanished. The very first point that was called was a word comprised by someone that had no concept what it suggested when he jotted down it.
By Lightbringer 2 years ago in Poets
The balance of the heart and mind. In the dance of light and dark, we find, A chance to mend, to keep on spinning. With every dawn, a new beginning,
By Pam Zee2 years ago in Poets
In the heart of darkness, secrets lie, Beyond the stars, where dreams defy. Whispers of ancient tales unfold, In shadows deep, where legends hold.
She is born with a spark in her eyes She grows up with curiosity and wonder She learns from her parents and teachers She dreams of her future and possibilities
By Just Phemi 2 years ago in Poets
I, Barnaby Bumblebear, once king of the stuffed, Now reside in this box, dusty, forgotten, and cuffed. My fur, once plush, now matted and thin,
By Buzu2 years ago in Poets
In the labyrinth of life, we sometimes stray, Where familiar paths fade to shades of gray. Lost in the whispers of the winding way,
By Ashiii2 years ago in Poets
In tender hours of youth's sweet haze, First love alights with gentle gaze. A whispered sigh, a trembling hand, In uncharted realms, we both stand.
In a room where minds ignite, A beacon stands, a guiding light. With wisdom's touch, and patience vast, A teacher's role, unsurpassed.
Life is always different we don't understand it complete Little do we know far beyond yes or no numerous niche many people to reach
By Karun 2 years ago in Poets
My Rendezvous with Life The treacherous waters of existence hail in their stride, As the beauty of sailing against the winds uproars in its ride.
By Hridya Sharma2 years ago in Poets
Head in my hands Sifting through the sand Of ruined unplanned events Nowhere to vent A shoulder lent Is a shoulder lost
