I’m on a journey A journey of yearning Is this something I’ve been earning So many days have past Full of reflection Wondering what direction I’m going
By Atomic Historian2 years ago in Poets
Follow the leads where shadows play, To dawn’s embrace and twilight’s sway, The secrets of the breaking day.
By Abbas2 years ago in Poets
In the warmth of the sun, where joy brightly swayed, We laughed as our worries and troubles allayed. Laughter like music, a melody so pure,
In the weight of the moment, where burdens are bared, The world feels so heavy, and hearts are ensnared. Loaded with dreams, with worries and fears,
In the heart of a nation, dreams unfurl wide, A tapestry woven with threads of pride. From the peaks of the mountains to the ocean's embrace,
In the quiet of dawn, where dreams softly tread, A completed work rests, its journey well-spread. Each line and each verse, a tale finely spun,
A poem is a garden where thoughts gently bloom, In verses that wander, dispelling the gloom. Lines trace the contours of a hidden dream,
In the realm of thought, where the shadows fade, Allama Iqbal's voice a timeless cascade. He penned dreams of freedom with a visionary quill,
In the shadow of moments when strength starts to fray, We find ourselves faltering, in the soft light of day. The heart feels heavy, the spirit ached and worn,
Whispers of the Invisible: A Poem of Silent Echoes In the corners of bustling streets, She glides, unseen, a whisper Among the shouts of hurried feet,
By inspirational poems 2 years ago in Poets
Veiled Whispers: The Enigma of the Invisible Girl In realms unseen, a silent war, A girl confronts what lies in store. A heavy heart, a weary soul,
Rising before dawn, as so many times before, he walks to the banks of the Magdalena River. . His age-worn boat bobs,
By Randy Baker2 years ago in Poets
