The city stirs, a symphony of horns, But here, within these walls, a different dawn. Sunlight streaks across your sleeping face,
By Moharif Yulianto2 years ago in Poets
A fleeting glance at the fading sky, The golden ember, the sun sets slowly towards the west The birds of the air took pace towards their place of rest
By Ayomide Oyeyinka 2 years ago in Poets
The world was painted hues of gold, Your laughter filled the air I hold. But now the colors, dull and wan, Reflect a love that's lost and gone.
Standing behind the wall, forbidden to look tall, To be the dainty taste for a man’s unsatiated hunger, The tale of a woman’s right to emancipation has seen it all.
By Hridya Sharma2 years ago in Poets
Pain What is pain? Pain is only feeling the rain On a sunny day Pain is being alone in a crowded room Pain is not having them around
By Atomic Historian2 years ago in Poets
A crimson tide, a gift unseen, A selfless act, a flowing stream. Blood donation, a noble deed, Planting hope, a vital seed.
Inspiration can come from anywhere But the voice always comes Sometimes it’s a roar Sometimes it’s a hum Sometimes it comes when I’m too busy with life to write
The sun descends, a fiery pyre, And darkness creeps, consuming fire. But in its wake, a form takes hold, A silent echo, stark and bold.
A shadow falls, unseen, unheard, A chilling wind, a whispered word. The ground beneath, once firm and sure, Now cracks and crumbles, can't endure.
The sun dips low, a golden sigh, As summer's warmth begins to die. A crispness fills the morning air, And leaves ablaze paint landscapes rare.
The sky awakes, a tearful gaze, A veil of grey in hazy daze. A hush descends, the world holds breath, As raindrops whisper, soft as death.
A canvas vast, a boundless blue, The dome of heaven, ever true. A calming sight, a tranquil hue, The endless blue, forever new.
