The Race of the Goldfish In a bowl, round as time, they wait— Gold flickers poised at the water’s gate. No crowd, clapping no need for cheer,
By Marie381Uk 10 months ago in Poets
Learn to have ''small happiness'' Even on the day when life storms come Smile easily, not tired, be angry at someone for a long time, even if tired
By Rohitha Lanka10 months ago in Poets
My England England, oh my English rose Where morning mist in silence goes, Where hedgerows line the winding lane, And church bells chime in soft refrain.
The iron grip is the inescapable past, Though I once ran to it, willingly, with my own feet, smile on my face because you were all I had,
By April 10 months ago in Poets
''Iron'' will be strong.. must pass through ''Fire'' ''Heart'' of people will be strong.. must pass through ''Obstacles''
Looking at the outside, telling each other not to be confident Both men and women, it is difficult to fathom the great hope
You came and went... The moon came and peeked through the window The sun was setting, and the heart was filled with happiness again
She is not stupid... but she was taught to be compassionate. She is not stupid... but she knows that forgiveness elevates the mind.
I used to regret that I "lost" people from my life But now I don't think like that anymore Some people are not suitable to be in our lives
Reasons Why You Should Subscribe to My Poetry Because I write what silence never dares to say, the words you choke on at the end of the day.
One day we come to a point of confusion And don't know what to choose Let's choose what's right instead of what we like
Blow, Wind, Blow Blow, wind, blow, Swirl the leafs, high and low. Scour the earth with icy breath, Whispering tales of sleep and death.
