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Verse 1: The sun sets low, the sky ablaze And nature's symphony begins to play A chorus of birds, a rustle of leaves
By junaid mughalabout a year ago in Poets
Softly sway sweet-scented strands, Silvery streams shimmering sands, Soothing serenade softly sung, Serene sensations sweetly sprung.
By Muhammad Shahzaibabout a year ago in Poets
Bella, a name that once belonged to a timid girl A girl who hid behind her hair and wore her doubts like a cloak But something stirred within her, a feeling that refused to be ignored
In the stillness of the night, When the stars twinkle bright, I close my eyes and take a flight, To a world where everything's alright.
By Jojoabout a year ago in Poets
Amidst the fields of green and the rolling hills, Where the wildflowers sway and the trees lean, There lies a world of beauty and grace, Where the whispers of the wind take their place.
In the golden glow of autumn's light, When the leaves turn red and gold, so bright, A symphony begins to play, A melody that will last all day.
The sea is a mournful place, A symphony of sorrow, without a face, The waves crash against the shore, A melody so sad, forevermore.
In the garden of memories, where time stands still, Where the flowers bloom, with a vibrant thrill, The roses red, and daisies white, A canvas of colors, a beautiful sight.
Little Red Wagon, oh how you roll Carrying memories, stories untold From childhood adventures to grown-up dreams You've been a faithful companion, it seems
By Quincy.Vabout a year ago in Poets
In the morning light, the sun does rise With golden beams that paint the skies The world awakens to a brand new day And beauty surrounds us in every way
By Karun about a year ago in Poets
Happiness is not a destination, It's the journey we embark. It's not a thing to be achieved, But a way to live and spark.
Oh, the dance of the seasons, so enchanting to behold, A symphony of colors, a story that's told. From the spring's bloom, to the summer's heat, To the autumn's colors, and the winter's retreat.