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Vintage poetry stands the test of time; collections and anthologies of classic poems and enduring verses from eras past.

Beneath the Dragon's Tongue
Before men carved their histories in stone or wax or skin, the dragons kept the chronicles in embers scored within ________________________
By The Lost Books - "Libri Perditi"about a year ago in Poets
On the Origins of Winged Storms
Before the first kings forged their crowns, before the first swords knew their names, the earth still soft as new-made clay
By The Lost Books - "Libri Perditi"about a year ago in Poets
A Room That Forgot How to Echo
The clock in the hallway hadn’t ticked in three years. But Mia still wound it every Sunday morning, like muscle memory that refused to forget. The same way she left the porch light on at night. The same way she kept his shoes by the door.
By Shakil Sorkarabout a year ago in Poets
"The Last Cup of Coffee"
The bell above the door chimed as Elena stepped into the tiny café on 7th Avenue, brushing snow from her coat and pulling the scarf tighter around her neck. The place was warm, humming with quiet conversations and the soft hiss of the espresso machine. She ordered her usual — one black coffee, one oat milk latte — and took a seat by the window.
By Shakil Sorkarabout a year ago in Poets
When Stars Fell Between Us
In a sleepy village tucked between hills and rivers, where the nights were darker than the dreams of its people, lived a boy who watched the stars.
By Muhammad Hamza Safiabout a year ago in Poets
The Letter Beneath the Oak Tree
On the edge of a small countryside village stood an old oak tree, older than anyone could remember. It was the kind of tree that held stories in its bark and secrets in its shade.
By Muhammad Hamza Safiabout a year ago in Poets
The Sky Between Our Hands
Arwa met Zayan on the first day of university orientation. She was early, sitting alone under the giant banyan tree in the courtyard, sketching the clouds above. He was late, running across the lawn, his camera swinging from his neck and his shoes untied.
By Muhammad Hamza Safiabout a year ago in Poets
What is application security in cyber security?
In today’s digital age, applications form the backbone of almost every business operation. From banking and healthcare to e-commerce and social media, applications process, store, and transmit sensitive data continuously. However, with the rise in cyber threats, securing these applications has become a critical concern. This is where application security steps in — a key pillar of modern cybersecurity strategies.
By tosanicabout a year ago in Poets
"When the World Says No"
When the world says no, and doors won’t budge, When silence answers all you judge, When every step feels steep and slow— That’s when you rise, that’s when you grow.
By Masood Zahidabout a year ago in Poets
The Apostate’s Hymn
The priest crossed o’er the threshold where the witch-light once had burned, his silver censer swinging slow, his Latin crisp and turned.
By The Lost Books - "Libri Perditi"about a year ago in Poets
The Banshee's Crescendo
He caught her cry between two bars of manuscript left in rain— ink bleeding into stave-scarred scars, a wail distilled to blackened stain.
By The Lost Books - "Libri Perditi"about a year ago in Poets
The Minotaur’s Bride
They dressed her in white samite, cold as unshed tears, laid lilies in her lap like guilt and called the act sincere. _________________________
By The Lost Books - "Libri Perditi"about a year ago in Poets