Wandering Poet
I mustered up the courage to confess to the handsome traffic police officer in the middle of the road: "Officer, is it considered assaulting if I give you a kiss?"
By Lyrical Dreamer5 months ago in 01
Emerges a season, a breathtaking sight. Awakening Earth from its slumbering rest, Spring paints the canvas, divinely blessed.
By Lyrical Dreamer11 months ago in Poets
In your eyes, I find the heavens, A universe within your gaze, Every glance ignites a fire, That sets my heart ablaze.
Drifting on rays of sunlight, it takes flight, Like ethereal dancers, twirling in the light. In softest hues, it paints a gentle scene,
From mountain peaks, it trickles down, A silver stream, with gentle sound, Through ancient rocks, it finds its way, In nature's symphony, it does play.
In twilight's embrace, a love unfolds, A tale of passion that fate beholds. Bella and Edward, destined to meet, In a world where mortal hearts find deceit.
In the twilight's hush, where dreams ignite, "A Symphony of Sparks" dances in the night. With radiant hues that paint the dark,
In the realm where shadows dwell, Where whispers of the night compel, I weave a tale of cosmic might, Of death, the moon, and stars alight.
In fields of words, let me weave for you, A tapestry of verses, fresh and new. With ink as my brush, I'll paint a scene, Of dreams and hopes, where thoughts convene.