A gateway stands between the worlds, Of what is and what could be, A realm of endless change, Where every step we dare to take,
By Abbas2 years ago in Poets
With brushes dipped in dawn’s first light, We paint the sky in hues of fire, Soft pinks and golds blend pure delight, In a canvas of our own desire.
Trying to collect money Is like trying to catch sand The more you have The less it fits in your hand There will never be enough time to collect it all
By Atomic Historian2 years ago in Poets
**Zoom In** In a world that rushes, swift and loud, Where time is fleeting, lost in the crowd, I find solace in the still, small space,
In tangled threads of fate and broken vows, I was saving you, despite the heavy crowds. With every heartbeat, every quiet plea,
When twilight falls and shadows start to creep, In moments dark when troubles make you weep, I will be there, a steadfast, guiding light,
Don’t be afraid of the storm’s fierce roar, For rain renews and winds restore, Each thunderclap, a challenge faced, A dance of strength in trials embraced.
Eyes unblinking. Staring at a world filmed in gossamer. Soundless, countless feet. Hours and days. Constant spinning. Spinning tales of home.
By Alexander McEvoy2 years ago in Poets
In a world where whispers gently gleam, Lives purity like a tranquil dream. The air is crisp, the waters clear, A purity that shines through the day,
In life’s vast journey, slow and steep, We move forward, step by step. Each footfall marks a path anew, A rhythm born of dreams pursued.
In echoes of a past once dear, Where love's soft whispers reappear, In memories where joy aligned. With every touch, and every sigh,
In the dance of dawn to night, People shift from dark to light, Hearts evolve and faces change, We grow through joy and shifting tears,
