Song Lyrics

3/21/24
Take a look I’m hooked on books I like to write poems That flow like rainbows In the drifts Riffs in my mind’s eye Weaving truths with every lie
By Atomic Historian2 years ago in Poets
Veiled Affections
🌟 Ephemeral Symphony 🎶 In the 🌌 of night, where stars ✨ dance, A melody 🎵 whispers in the expanse. Moonbeams 🌙 weave through the cosmic night,
By Creative Chronicles2 years ago in Poets
Echoes of Absence: Poetry of Longing
Poem When you're not here, it feels Like a desolate wilderness of existence, Like the colors of dreams have faded, Like death is weaving through words,
By Creative Chronicles2 years ago in Poets
Echoes of Rain
Listen, my beloved...! These are days draped in sweat, Where the sun's scorching embrace Clings to the skin. Evenings unfamiliar with the caress of breeze,
By Creative Chronicles2 years ago in Poets
Be your own muse
Deciphering the odyssey of the absolved glee, I traced the bounty trail of light that no one could see. Embracing the silence of darkness as the solitude danced in the hours of plight,
By Hridya Sharma2 years ago in Poets
Snack Time
Pizza rolls between my toes Gushers exploding as I bite the ends Doritos were really neato But not as fun as a pocket full of Cheetos
By Atomic Historian2 years ago in Poets
Title: Journey of Purification
Title: Journey of Purification #JourneyOfPurification #Repentance #InnerPeace #QuranicWisdom #DivineGuidance #Istighfar
By Munazza Sultana2 years ago in Poets
It Is Well
With Jesus my Lord God, walking by my side I know I can face my life’s trials No matter how hard or how dark they may be I’m comforted deep down in my soul
By Linda Bromley2 years ago in Poets
Day #12:Writing Challenge
CHALLENGE #1: OBJECT WRITING Day 12/14 “WHERE” Writing 5 minutes – “A Cliff by the Ocean” I stood on the cliff, my long hair whipping my face in the strong wind. The waves crashed the rocks below and the side of the steep embankment in the humid air. This was a stormy Lake Superior calling to me in its powerful turbulence in a storm, reminiscent of the ocean. Was I lost at sea?
By KJ Aartila2 years ago in Poets
Blessed Are the Makers
Blessed are the makers Especially those that shakedown the takers In a world full of fakers They are the ones that capture the vaper
By Atomic Historian2 years ago in Poets
Day #11: Challenge
CHALLENGE #1: OBJECT WRITING Day 11/14 “WHEN” Writing 5 minutes – “Late Evening” Maybe it was the late evening or too much wine or the music with the driving beat, but I felt indestructible and restless, filled with the heartbeat of creativity and emotion I couldn’t explain.
By KJ Aartila2 years ago in Poets
A Winter Song
The dreaded archer came to the lawn. Night is the time for old people to die. But woe to the arrow that hit the fawn,
By bishnu prasad2 years ago in Poets