The sun rises in the east And paints the sky with gold The birds sing in the trees And fill the air with joy The flowers bloom in the fields
By Arif Ali3 years ago in Poets
1. Paper hearts and smarty smarts 2. Chocolate candies in flashy metallic wrappers a.) In reds the colors of cherries b.) In pinks like a unicorn’s mane c.) In greens like the mint in chocolate chip ice cream
By Daphsam3 years ago in Poets
In the quieted domain of 12 PM's hug, At the point when shadows hit the dance floor with calm elegance, A solitary rider mounts the horse,
By Sathishkumar S3 years ago in Poets
Two lost souls Having lost all control Tugging on one another Tethered together by wonder Loss Betrayal Of the heart Of the mind
By Atomic Historian3 years ago in Poets
A gateway to Rome I need to go home A place with no test My soul needs rest Away from the hustle My dungeons with no bustle
By Oscar3 years ago in Poets
Valentine's Day, also called Saint Valentine's Day or the Feast of Saint Valentine is celebrated annually on February 14. It originated as a Christian feast day honoring a martyr named Valentine and through later folk traditions, it has also become a significant cultural, religious and commercial celebration of romance and love in many regions of the world.
By Olaoluwa3 years ago in Poets
Air Niugini flies into beautiful Kokopo every day. It's a clean town and as you drive around it as well as other parts of
By Emos Sibu Poriei (Kaya)3 years ago in Poets
Warm notes of nutmeg, clove, cinnamon, and vanilla envelop my senses. All the scents and flavors of this season always take me back to the past.
By Danielle Elizabeth Andrews3 years ago in Poets
Here I sit Working as hard as I can Parts squeaking and grinding Everything overheating Everyday they use me Abuse me But do they ever tend to me
As I climbed inside of you You I thought I became harmless I took up arms Against all that would do me harm I fought every battle I could
Acorns abound on the ground Baking bread makes a wondrous sound Cooling cookies crackle and pop as we Drop more doughnuts in oil
We bow before the very holy eyes, Of the goddess residing in the skies. We worship the girls as the deities of righteousness,
By Hridya Sharma3 years ago in Poets
