nature poetry
An ode to Mother Nature; poems that take their inspiration from the great outdoors.
Chasing What’s Real
Sometimes, we dream so vividly, the line between fantasy and reality begins to blur. But what we want isn’t illusion—we want something we can touch, something that lasts. That’s why we grind, we focus, and we stay awake in the chase. “We don't want everything to be just a hallucination, so we know we have to work hard for our destination.” Let this be a whisper in the noise: Dream, but don’t get lost. Chase, but don’t forget to build.
By LilY Pagesabout a year ago in Poets
The City of Poetry – Gulraiz Nagar"
"The City of Poetry – Gulraiz Nagar" There was a time when this small town was barely known to the world — neither on maps nor in memory. But today, its name echoes across nations: Gulraiz Nagar, a city where every street, every corner, every breeze carries the rhythm of poetry. This wasn't an ordinary town. For its people, words weren't just tools of conversation — they were the expression of the soul, healing for wounds, and melodies of joy.
By Real life 🧬 stories about a year ago in Poets
Fairy Garden
How I long to slip between the sheaves of grass and climb the gently bobbing stems of flowers. I know I can widdle away fiddle fangling, and wander there for time-warped hours, searching the jungle of dandelions for a wondrous petal-topped gazing tower.
By K.B. Silver about a year ago in Poets
