Gratitude
The Rhetoric Question
We all have days where sadness consumes the very being of our mind. The moments of mourn and abyss mount on our shoulders and unsurmountable pain paints its traces on the broken pieces of the soul. Life is a mighty teacher that does not teach you the lesson before the test, it tests you before you imbibe the lesson to your very core. Masking our gloom we walk on the way to our doom. Forgetting all the light we can see sometimes existence reminds us of the darkness within thee. When we narrate the victories of our tales, it is vital to behold the memories of when we were broken and frail.
By Hridya Sharma3 years ago in Poets
Stardust Serenade: A Love Symphony
In twilight's gentle embrace, whispers bloom, melodies of entwined hearts weaving love's loom. Moonlit verses pirouette on night's canvas, your gaze, a constellation, casting a cosmic light. Eternal echoes ripple through time's flowing stream, love's symphony, a serenade, an enchanting dream. Each heartbeat, a stanza in our shared melody, a sonnet of passion, love unfolding eternally. Within your eyes, a universe unfolds, galaxies of emotions, a story silently told. Hand in hand, we traverse fate's gate, our love, a masterpiece, an unending state. Through the cosmic ballet, where stardust weaves our fate, constellations witness our journey, a celestial bond we celebrate. In the vast expanse, our love, a timeless song, echoing through galaxies, eternally strong.Start writing...
By David Nwogu3 years ago in Poets
