Friendship
Not All Who Roar Seek to Harm: Lessons from a Lionβs Heart
In the sprawling savanna where golden grass whispered ancient tales and the sky stretched endlessly, there lived a lion named Ardan. His mane was the color of flame, and his roar could shake the trees. To every creature, he was known as The Storm Kingβa force of nature, feared and avoided. Wherever Ardan walked, silence followed. Animals fled, birds took to the sky, and the earth itself seemed to tread lightly beneath his paws.
By Shahid amin9 months ago in Poets
The One and the Other
"I'm sorry for what I did and I still love you!" said the one. "How do I stop loving you?" "You donβt have to stop loving," said the other. "Stop expecting others to give you what you want in the mournful moment. Move on in Peace. Love exists independent of human interaction. When you learn that, you will find that the spark reignites, and the interaction, insofar as it is necessary, is neither burden nor blessing, but just one more signpost on our way to an inevitable resolution at the end of time."
By C. Rommial Butler9 months ago in Poets
