Since childhood, I’ve had recurring nightmares about being lost in endless hallways, or mazes that twist back on themselves no matter which turn I take.
By Diane Foster8 months ago in Poets
Don't just look at the low mountains or the shallow waters. See if there are immortals in the mountains and dragons in the water.
By Luna8 months ago in Poets
Perhaps love itself doesn't have much meaning. The true meaning lies in companionship. It's about doing what you love with your significant other, rather than changing and accommodating some things for him.
Where you spend your time, that's where the flower of your life will bloom. Don't look around and think you are dim just because you see others shining.
A Meditation on Inner Peace The world rushes by in frantic pace, Leaving behind an empty space. I ponder, God, why souls find rest
By Aima Charle8 months ago in Poets
The earth lies parched beneath the sun, A silent plea for what is gone. I seek of God, what makes us blind To simple acts of being kind?
The shadows lengthen, darkness falls, Echoing through fragmented walls. I pray to God, what breaks the span That links one human heart to man?
The city sleeps beneath the haze, Lost in a labyrinthine maze. I pray to God, what makes us stray, From paths where love lights up the way?
The wind sighs low through broken panes, A melody of lingering pains. I ask you, God, what fuels the fight, And keeps the world in endless night?
I hear the whispers of the breeze, A gentle rhythm, meant to please. I wonder, God, when strife will fade, And harmony will be remade.
I feel the stillness of the air, A silent whisper, soft and rare. I question, God, what holds us back, From pathways leading to the track
The air is thick with unsaid words, A symphony of restless herds. I wonder, God, why peace delays, Through shadowed nights and sunlit days.
