A question...? The flowers that blossom eventually wither. Where do they disappear to? The cranes take to the skies.
By Rohitha Lanka10 months ago in Poets
No matter who is still here 🔆🍃 No matter who disappears In the end, we are still ourselves Accept the truth That nothing in this world is the same forever
Some people told me.. "You're so innocent." Some people said.. "You're so mean." Other people said.. "You're so proud."
The last day of a butterfly.... The moon and the moon smile Even if I look through the veil That day, the stars that shone in your womb
Because of greed .. We lose happiness Because of busyness .. We lose health Because of doubt .. We lose trust
Rain The sun and the stars are setting The sky is turning red A lonely time with you on the seashore... A dream of a world where a heart is awakened
She Spoke in Ashes She didn’t rise, like a flame she clawed through the cinders with nails cracked from silence, spine bent, not broken. Like her.
By Marie381Uk 10 months ago in Poets
Born of the Tigress Born a child to a tigress mother, Wrapped in warmth, like no other. Eyes like fire, heart so wide, Strength and stillness, sometimes wild.
What does working together really mean? Working on opportunities to provide reactions to all kinds of Kaleidescopic intentions and invitations that one may have
By Mark Graham10 months ago in Poets
A little star that hid in the clouds at night It shone like a painting in my heart The eyes that waited for a day
A quiet stream, a gentle sound, Where ancient trees their roots have bound. The blacksmith's hammer, a steady beat, Guiding the rhythm of busy feet.
By Tafsirul Talukdar luvdo10 months ago in Poets
The distant ocean rises and dances like waves With a shy mind With rainbow-colored dreams With a new feeling in my heart
