In shadows deep where sorrow dwells, A heart entwined in mournful spells. The light has faded, hope has waned, In this abyss where dreams are strained.
By Abbas2 years ago in Poets
The lingering, tingling feeling Of when you’re not here The sensation of your presence Still felt Like a welt on my psyche
By Atomic Historian2 years ago in Poets
In tales where time stands still, And love defies the end, We dream of "ever afters," A world of endless summers,
A gateway stands between the worlds, Of what is and what could be, A realm of endless change, Where every step we dare to take,
With brushes dipped in dawn’s first light, We paint the sky in hues of fire, Soft pinks and golds blend pure delight,
Trying to collect money Is like trying to catch sand The more you have The less it fits in your hand There will never be enough time to collect it all
**Zoom In** In a world that rushes, swift and loud, Where time is fleeting, lost in the crowd, I find solace in the still, small space,
In tangled threads of fate and broken vows, I was saving you, despite the heavy crowds. With every heartbeat, every quiet plea,
When twilight falls and shadows start to creep, In moments dark when troubles make you weep, I will be there, a steadfast, guiding light,
Don’t be afraid of the storm’s fierce roar, For rain renews and winds restore, Each thunderclap, a challenge faced,
Eyes unblinking. Staring at a world filmed in gossamer. Soundless, countless feet. Hours and days. Constant spinning. Spinning tales of home.
By Alexander McEvoy2 years ago in Poets
In a world where whispers gently gleam, Lives purity like a tranquil dream. The air is crisp, the waters clear,
