Voices That Heal the Sky

In the circle of poets, where soft minds rise,
Thoughts bloom like dawn across quiet skies.
We stitch broken moments with threads of light,
Turning shadows gentle, giving hope its flight.

Each word a lantern, warm in the night,
Each line a path from fear into bright.
In this poets’ society, hearts learn to grow—
Healing through verses we quietly sow.

We write to uplift, we write to repair,
Changing the world with truth we share.