Gratitude

I will wait by the windowpane
By the window, each day begins with a vigil, a devoted sentinel awaiting your return. In the quiet of mornings,
By Taylor Wardabout a year ago in Poets
Dream
This hauntingly daunting feeling The unreality of watching my dreams unfold before my eyes Watching them rip off their disguise
By Atomic Historianabout a year ago in Poets
Love's Twilight
Whose heart this is I think I know For in its warmth my own does glow He may not see me pausing here To watch his love’s soft light bestow.
By Hanen Mehadbiabout a year ago in Poets
8/21/24
The obliteration of alliteration Waiting for liberation Through visitation Living in stagnation The harsh realities of our society
By Atomic Historianabout a year ago in Poets
The Magic of Human Kindness
These two tales are the only ones in the world that actually non-existent of Santa Claus. Everyone who shows up with surprises and gifts is the people who care for you. Though rather simple in its construction, this particular sentence is very warm and truthful. It insists to us that it is love that provides the holiday surprises, the daily gifts of life, or even just a smile. This also makes us believe that we have the ability to play the role of ‘Santa’ in other people’s lives, thus making the people in our surrounding environment happy and warm through our love and embrace. "
By Emily Chan - Life and love sharingabout a year ago in Poets
The Caretaker
In the amber light of morning, his hands touch the earth with a reverence known only to those who speak the language of roots and soil.
By Taylor Wardabout a year ago in Poets
Dance in the fall
In the hush of dawn’s first breath, where the ground is softened by morning dew, a silent grace emerges, a fleeting shadow in the half-light.
By Taylor Wardabout a year ago in Poets
RESPONSIBILITY
Responsibility** Responsibility, a weighty load, A burden borne, a path untrod. Yet, in its depths, a strength is found, A maturity that's truly profound.
By Juliusly about a year ago in Poets
THE ATOM OF LOVE
The Atom of love** A tiny particle, a spark divine, The atom of love, a force benign. A universe within, a world untold, A story of passion, hearts enfold.
By Juliusly about a year ago in Poets
SUNSET
Sunset Each sunset paints a canvas new, A masterpiece of golden hue. A symphony of colors bright, A breathtaking, wondrous sight.
By Juliusly about a year ago in Poets
Self-Discovery
Self discovery coincides with silence Internal solutions realized in the mind Loud and ferocious fades to quiet and peaceful
By Dylan about a year ago in Poets
Echoes of Commitment
In the mirror, fingers trace a familiar path, Serum, moisturizer, a daily ritual's math. Pen meets paper, thoughts unfurl like vines,
By Winryabout a year ago in Poets