Poetry

Whispers of Nature
The trees are singing, soft and slow, As winds of autumn gently blow. Golden leaves begin to fall, Answering the season’s call.
By Eco Earthabout a year ago in Chapters
Echoes of Solitude
Chapter 1: The Empty Room In a quiet corner of a bustling city, in a building that had once been vibrant, stood an apartment filled with silence. It was an old, slightly rundown place, with peeling wallpaper and creaking floorboards, yet it held a certain charm—a remnant of a time when laughter and life flowed through its halls. But now, the only sounds were the whispers of the wind that slipped through the cracked windows and the distant hum of city life beyond the walls.
By Sadia Adeelabout a year ago in Chapters
Nature's Like Human
Whispering soft breeze, Mountains kiss the endless sky, Leaves dance in sunlight.
By Eco Earthabout a year ago in Chapters
Book Review : The millionaire next door
Introduction "The Millionaire Next Door: The Surprising Secrets of America’s Wealthy" by Thomas J. Stanley and William D. Danko delves into the characteristics, habits, and lifestyle choices of America's affluent individuals. Published in 1996, this book challenges many of the stereotypes about wealth and provides a detailed analysis of the behaviors that contribute to financial success. Drawing from extensive research and surveys, Stanley and Danko offer a comprehensive look at how ordinary people can build substantial wealth through disciplined, deliberate financial practices.
By pinero mayaabout a year ago in Chapters
Chasing Time: Between Silence, Rain, and Restless Thoughts
The clock hums, ticking soft but steady and the light outside—yellow, cold—drips down the glass like it’s got nowhere to be.
By Lawrence Leaseabout a year ago in Chapters
The Unfathomable Dance of Existence
How unfathomable is the beauty of existence! Every roadblock, every rejection, every end and every not so plausible moment is the beginning of something new, some beautiful reality that can turn every bitter ounce of mortality into an insightful lesson learned,
By Hridya Sharmaabout a year ago in Chapters
Ruhdaari- The light of the soul
The Light of Hope To be the muse or to be the one who beholds the musings, To laugh in adversities or to be the one who stands tall beyond the mockings.
By Hridya Sharmaabout a year ago in Chapters
The Inclusive Farm
On a sunny farm, where flowers swayed in the breeze and animals played together, Luna the llama, Maisy the mouse, and Bruno the bunny were the best of friends. They loved to explore the rolling hills, play hide-and-seek in the tall grass, and have all sorts of exciting adventures. One day, as they were playing near the big oak tree, they heard a rustling in the bushes. "What's that?" asked Maisy, her bright green eyes twinkling with curiosity.
By Mayaabout a year ago in Chapters
The duality of an eternal ruthless being- Klaus
Dear Klaus “Horses are the opposite of humans. They are loyal, trustworthy, and loving. My father hunted me for a thousand years. The closest he could get to me was killing my favourite horse.”
By Hridya Sharmaabout a year ago in Chapters
A whiff of romance bloom in 'petal dream's . AI-Generated.
In a quaint little town nestled between rolling hills, Eliza ran a small flower shop named "Petal Dreams." Every day, she arranged bouquets for weddings, anniversaries, and sometimes, just because. Despite being surrounded by symbols of love, Eliza's own life was void of romance. She had convinced herself that love was for others, not for her.
By Sufiyan mohammed shaikhabout a year ago in Chapters
Delilah's Dream : A flight beyond Imagination . AI-Generated.
Delilah had always dreamed of flying. Every night, she would lie in bed, her mind racing with the possibilities. Racing against the wind, soaring above the clouds, she could almost feel the cool air on her face as she drifted into sleep.
By Sufiyan mohammed shaikhabout a year ago in Chapters
The Echo of Silence*
**I. The Beginning of Silence There was no sound at first, Only a gentle hum and the cosmic breath Stars were found in a whispering void, Quietness supported the world as it turned. Before the day began with the cry of a newborn, Before the birds sing at dawn, There was a quiet, unadulterated as dirt, A tranquility that extended endlessly. **II. The Heaviness of Silence** The weight of unspoken tears is silence, a burden that comes from the heart, It's the delay between our most profound feelings of dread, the quiet place where feelings begin. In the calm of a moonless evening, After the world has quieted down, Like an ancient knight, silence sits. protecting the untold joys of the soul. **III. The Silence Language** There are no spoken words in silence, A conversation between the mind and the eyes Thoughts lie there on the soft pillow, a language that is unique to it. It is the hand that tightly holds another's, The implicit connection between companions, A solace without a trace of light, where every conversation repairs itself. **IV. The Nature's Stillness** Where the leaves fall slowly in the forest, Where rivers silently forge their course, There's a quietness in the greenwood's gleam, in the quiet, gentle wrath of nature. As a mute guard, the mountain stands, Over valleys profound and wide, The ocean speaks loudly in silence, Its secrets underneath it stow away. **V. The Love of Silence** There is a sweet silence when lovers look at each other. a connection that goes beyond sound, Every touch and every beat of the heart, A quiet world is found. After a fight between lovers, the silence, Is a heavy silence difficult to bear, However, in the process of reconciliation, the resolution of sorrow, Rare is silence, which sings a song. **VI. The Quietness of Loss** When someone close to you leaves this world, The soul is cut off by the silence, It's the reverberation of their voice, their gaiety, a void that cannot be filled with sound. The silence of grief is deep and still, a gorge in the vastness of the heart, Where every shiver and tear, dances in a trance of silence. **VII. The Inside Silence** In the still embrace of meditation, The mind is at ease when there is silence, A harmony that occupies the internal space, a special kind of stillness. Every storm's core consists of There is a fundamental silence, In the midst of the chaos, a calm, where there will always be peace. **VIII. The Beginning of Silence When, as some believe, the world comes to an end, There will be a great and expansive silence, No more lights or songs, Where the stars meet, there is only silence. However, until then, there will be silence, A piece of each and every life and demise, A peaceful string in euphoria and torment, every breath's soft whisper. --- This poem looks at silence from different angles, with each stanza focusing on a different aspect of how it affects our lives. It aims to demonstrate that silence is not only the absence of sound but also a profound and multifaceted experience, moving from the silence of nature to the silence within.This poem looks at silence from different angles, with each stanza focusing on a different aspect of how it affects our lives. It aims to demonstrate that silence is not only the absence of sound but also a profound and multifaceted experience, moving from the silence of nature to the silence within. The poem focuses on the beginning of silence, the heaviness of silence, the silence language, the nature's stillness, the love of silence, the silence of loss, the silence of meditation, and the silence of the beginning of silence. The poem aims to demonstrate that silence is not only the absence of sound but also a profound and multifaceted experience, moving from the silence of nature to the silence within.
By Angel skyabout a year ago in Chapters