Whispers of a Poetess
“Where Words Bloom and Stars Listen
By Noman KhanPublished about a year ago • 1 min read
Photo by Jennifer Chen on Unsplash
In the quiet hush of night,
I weave my heart in silver light,
Each word a petal, soft, divine,
Blooming where your soul meets mine.
The stars lean close, they seem to know,
The secret tides that gently flow,
A thousand dreams I dare confess,
Within the heart of a poetess.
About the Creator
Noman Khan
Start writing...Mix equal parts anthropologist, biologist, geologist, and artisan, stir and heat in the heart of Pennsylvania Dutch country, sprinkle with a heaping pile of odd life experiences. Half-baked.
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