Upon the peaks, where echoes find their way A solitary hiker treads the trail In nature's embrace, where spirits play
By Mindfully Wandering2 years ago in Poets
In twilight's hush, the stars begin to gleam A dance of light on the canvas of night Whispers of dreams in a cosmic stream
In twilight's grasp, the stars begin to gleam A cosmic dance, a waltz of silver light A symphony of dreams, a poet's theme
She weaves her lies with silken, cruel thread, Before her shadow fell upon their door, Their father's voice, echoes, hushed - now dead.
By Xine Segalas2 years ago in Poets
A symphony of silver rain, Serenades the sorrowful night, Pitter pattering on my pain. _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
By Daniela Alejandra2 years ago in Poets
Nothing is real and yet everything is real. My oxygen is curated from galactic steel. Living in an ancient intelligent world.
By Natasha Collazo2 years ago in Poets
"Nothing worth learning is known 'til needs which need meeting are met, no sights yet unseen shown. No seed worth sowing sown
By J2 years ago in Poets
Once again, the mystery repeats, undulating, circulating, whole; In the place where tail & forked tongue meet. Herald in a fearful lamb's last bleats
I haven't felt it in a long time My chains are breaking Though I didn't commit a crime *** At first, I thought I would find it alone in poetic rhyme
By Alexandria Stanwyck2 years ago in Poets
Do you remember when we did not fear? Limbs flailing in the wild sea's waves and sand, Boldly daring the depths coating Earth's sphere.
By John Cox2 years ago in Poets
In the depths of winter, a woodcutter survives, Cold and hungry on Christmas Eve night. No food or drink to keep him alive.
By Elizabeth Butler2 years ago in Poets
We all know – time is nothing but an illusion Still – without it – so are the calculated lives we lead There is no compromise only injurious confusion
By Kevin Newton2 years ago in Poets
