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The bright light that glows
In the depths of night so vast and deep, Where shadows dance and silence creeps, A flicker sparks, a gentle gleam, A whisper soft, a golden dream.
By Taviii🇨🇦♐️11 months ago in Poets
Women and Enlightenment
Tomorrow, men will become Buddhas anyway... Who is a woman who is not guilty? In a book, Rama and Sita ask. Your happiness is my happiness.
By Rohitha Lanka11 months ago in Poets
Whispers of the Heart
Listen, honey... Since the day you showed me the two red stripes, my eyes have been following you... I've been holding my mouth and vomiting for months...
By Rohitha Lanka11 months ago in Poets
Cherishing Connections in a World of Subtraction
Those who died yesterday may have been planning for tomorrow. Those who die in the morning may still be planning for the evening.
By Emily Chan - Life and love sharing11 months ago in Poets
The Power of Silence in the Face of Betrayal
Has anyone betrayed you? Be silent. Has anyone hurt you? Be silent. Has anyone failed to give you what you deserve, despite your love?
By Rohitha Lanka11 months ago in Poets
The stranger in the dark
A whisper rides the midnight air, A shadow lingers, cold and bare. Footsteps echo, soft yet deep, A presence stirs while others sleep.
By Taviii🇨🇦♐️11 months ago in Poets
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Falling up to the sky Kiss the moon The swallow’s swoon The clouds cry on the plain Rotting corpses rule the day Shards of the gods wandering aimlessly
By Atomic Historian11 months ago in Poets
🌿 The Weight of Unspoken Words
A Poem on the Echoes of Silence and the Power of Finding One’s Voice I have swallowed words like stones, Heavy, sinking, left unknown.
By Ahmet Kıvanç Demirkıran11 months ago in Poets
Are We All Just Running Our Own Marathon?
Life is not life when you get what you want; life is life when things go wrong. You think what you missed is youth, but no, what you gained is youth. Don't just remember to look up at the moon in the sky every day; also remember to pick up six pennies on the ground occasionally.
By Emily Chan - Life and love sharing11 months ago in Poets
🌱 The Art of Falling (And Rising Again)
I have stumbled, I have bled, Dreams once shining, now lie dead. The path was steep, the night unkind, Yet lessons grew in cracks behind.
By Ahmet Kıvanç Demirkıran11 months ago in Poets
⏳ The Time We Waste
The clock does not pause for a wandering soul, Yet we barter our minutes for things we don’t hold. Endless scrolls, fleeting highs, shallow delight,
By Ahmet Kıvanç Demirkıran11 months ago in Poets
Cultivating My Garden
I'm used to being alone, and I find it more fulfilling. If a movie interests me, I go see it by myself. Traveling alone can happen on a whim, without having to discuss the time and destination with others, let alone consider their preferences.
By Emily Chan - Life and love sharing11 months ago in Poets