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Harmony of Verses

A Tapestry of Life, Love, and Hope.

By Una SavagePublished 10 months ago Updated 10 months ago 2 min read
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Harmony of Verses
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In the realm where words unfold, I'll weave a tale untold,

With ink and rhythm, my pen shall dance,

A symphony of verses, a poetic trance.

✶ ✶ ✶

In dawn's embrace, the sun awakes,

Casting golden hues upon the lakes,

Whispering zephyrs, the world does greet,

Nature's canvas, a masterpiece complete.

✶ ✶ ✶

Beneath the sapphire skies, the meadows bloom,

A tapestry of colors, dispelling gloom,

Daisies dance, their petals ablaze,

Embracing life's fleeting, ephemeral phase.

✶ ✶ ✶

The rivers, like veins, flow through the land,

Caressing mountains with a gentle hand,

Their watery melodies, a timeless refrain,

As they journey towards the boundless main.

✶ ✶ ✶

Oh, to wander amidst ancient woods,

Where secrets reside, in forgotten nooks,

Majestic oaks, guardians of old,

Whisper tales of legends, forever bold.

✶ ✶ ✶

In twilight's embrace, the stars emerge,

A celestial symphony, a cosmic surge,

Moonlit beams caress Earth's face,

As night unveils its enchanting grace.

✶ ✶ ✶

Oh, love, the muse that fuels my quill,

With passion's fire, it guides my skill,

A tender touch, a stolen glance,

A dance of hearts in a lover's trance.

✶ ✶ ✶

But life's journey is not always fair,

For sorrow's shadow, too, finds its lair,

In tears we find solace, in pain we grow,

Through trials and tribulations, we learn to sow.

✶ ✶ ✶

Yet, hope abides in the darkest night,

A flickering flame, an eternal light,

For every ending, a new beginning,

A chance to rise, to keep on spinning.

✶ ✶ ✶

So, let us celebrate this gift of life,

With words that soar and dreams that thrive,

Let poetry be our guiding star,

To heal, to inspire, no matter how far.

✶ ✶ ✶

For in these verses, our spirits entwine,

A tapestry woven, yours and mine,

In this symphony of words, we find,

The essence of humanity, intertwined.

✶ ✶ ✶

And as the final lines draw near,

Know that this poem's end is near,

But like the phoenix, from ashes we rise,

To write new stories, beneath new skies.

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About the Creator

Una Savage

I'm Una Savage. I love reading and writing, and I enjoy traveling. Most importantly, I'm the mother of an autistic child which is both challenging and rewarding, and it has taught me a great deal about life and myself.

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