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Lost
Oh, where did you go Are you beneath the bed Or in the pillow Where are you strange fellow Lost to eternity How did you ever enter me
Atomic HistorianPublished 3 months ago in PoetsUnder Azure Skies
Under azure skies, Feathered whispers grace the air, Harmony takes flight, Wings of myriad hues unite, Nature's orchestra in flight.
Printique StudiosPublished 3 months ago in PoetsShadows Within: A Journey Through Depression
In shadows deep, where light recedes,Lies a soul in which despair breeds.A tempest rages, unseen and vast,A haunting silence, echoes cast.A weight, an anchor, within the mind,Chains of gloom, so intertwined.The sun's bright rays seem far away,In the clutches of a muted gray.A void within, an endless sea,A labyrinth where one cannot flee.Whispers drown in this cavernous space,Lost in the maze, no guiding trace.The heart, a drum, in somber beat,A symphony of sorrow, incomplete.Each step, a mountain to ascend,In shadows where hope and light suspend.Yet in this labyrinth, faint and stark,A flicker lingers in the dark.A beacon glows, a hand to lend,In kindness found, a path to mend.For in this journey of pain untold,Resilience blooms, a hand to hold.From depths emerge a newfound might,A gradual dawn, a flicker of light.
Reena NauriyalPublished 3 months ago in PoetsOn the Verge~
Her heart~ A tempest starts to brew. Her soul~ A masterpiece, Fading from view~ ~~~ Her tears fall like morning dew~
Matriarch of Hearts: A Symphony of Love
In the embrace of her tender grace,Lies a universe, an unwavering base.She weaves stories with love's tender thread,In her heart, a symphony silently spread.Through trials, she stands as a fortress,Her love, an unspoken, endless chorus.She nurtures dreams with unwavering care,A beacon of hope, always there.Her sacrifices, a silent symphony,Her essence, a guide to serenity.In her embrace, warmth forever lingers,A sanctuary amidst life's stingers.From dawn's first light to eventide's glow,Her love, a river that continues to flow.In her name, countless tales unfurl,For she's the heartbeat of the world.
Reena NauriyalPublished 3 months ago in PoetsStellar Serenade: The Celestial Ballet
In the realm where stars confide,Resides a garden, time's quiet stride.Where whispers ride on zephyr's wing,And laughter dances in echoes' ring.A symphony spun from cosmic dust,Where galaxies weave tales robust.A melody hummed by celestial strings,As constellations paint secret things.Amidst the silence, the cosmos sighs,A celestial ballet under infinite skies.Worlds unknown in their cosmic trance,A timeless waltz, a cosmic dance."Stellar Serenade: The Celestial Ballet
Reena NauriyalPublished 3 months ago in Poetsshe she didn’t didn’t like like to to repeat re p e a t R E p E a T Herself.
she she didn’t didn’t like like to to repeat re p e a t R E p E a T Herself. Saying it (Once) Was enough “NO” “NO “Noooo
Rowan FinleyPublished 3 months ago in PoetsThe Half-Life
Standing knee deep in fresh fallen snow, I contemplated the sunset even though – Night was approaching as darkness overtook the horizon.
Haggar BenPublished 3 months ago in PoetsA coffee type of day
Cranky feelings all around A slumber mood and some tired eyes I am sitting here waiting on lies Hoping to feel alive on this cold dark morning
Anthony TerryPublished 3 months ago in PoetsSerenade of the Lonely Night
In the twilight of silence, the night advances, A somber serenade, like a wandering dance. Stars, witnesses to my lament,
Eduarda RodriguesPublished 3 months ago in PoetsSymphony of Crackle
In the subtle twilight, the symphony begins, Sighs of loneliness, each note it sends. Dance of shadows, an endless ballet,
Eduarda RodriguesPublished 3 months ago in PoetsNO TITLE 3
I ask myself Is It too much? Way I work there ain’t no such As a man I know I can…. & I’m blessed with heartfelt touch How I move low-key It’s calm
Haychie_ArtistPublished 3 months ago in Poets