I do not always speak the things that coil and churn beneath my smile the war just to exist, to breathe without a price affixed to every breath.
By Cadma6 months ago in Poets
I feel so interrupted by my family. I wanted to study, as always. My daughter needed a nap, I had to switch off the light,
By Seema Patel6 months ago in Poets
Upon a pedestal carved in grace, Where shadows dance and stars embrace, A wand of power, old and wise, Stirs silence with enchanted sighs.
By Fazal Malik6 months ago in Poets
In twilight’s hush, upon worn wood, An ancient tome in silence stood. Its pages curled with whispered age, Yet danced like spirits on a stage.
In a velvet night where silence hums, A magician stands — the showman comes. With eyes like still and stormless seas, He bends the stars with practiced ease.
In the hush of a moonlit sigh, so deep, Where stars above and waters sleep, A single rose begins to weep— Its petals hold a dream to keep.
In the hush of dusk, a figure stands, A whisper carved by unseen hands. No face, no name—just shape and shade, A soul where silent storms cascade.
There lies an old secret in flowers so still, No face to be seen, yet hearts they thrill. The bouquet she held with fingers so mild,
In the rhythm of life, where melodies entwine, Good music takes us on a journey, divine. Harmonies weaving, like a tapestry so bright,
By FAITH LOVEY6 months ago in Poets
When I was small and sick in bed, she'd sit beside me, stroke my head. No words, no fuss, just warmth so near— her palm, a shield from pain and fear.
By Fazal Hadi6 months ago in Poets
Upon the roof in silver light, A cat appeared in the hush of night. Its paws were soft, its steps unseen, A shadow stitched in moonlit sheen.
By Mahmood Afridi6 months ago in Poets
She lifts the flowers to the sky, so wide, As if her heart with them would glide. A scarf of peace, a robe of grace, No sorrow dwells upon her face.
