Filthy
I wish the scars of the soul could be seen
I wish the scars of the soul could be seen The scars that are inflicted deep within the soul often run deeper than the ones that are visible to the naked eye. Pain in its amorous embrace sets its fangs deeper into the crevices of the acts and syllables recorded in its intangible zest. Our heart knows moments that it tries its best to bury inside the depths of its brevity. There is both beauty and severance in the transitory moments of life. It has the most radiant days and the most desperate of nights. There are moments of light and joy and then there are moments of darkness, of hours of plight that behold and bemoan on us for being pure.
By Hridya Sharma2 years ago in Poets
The road not taken
Certainly! Let's embark on a poetic journey down "The Road Not Taken." --- In the golden glow of twilight's embrace, where two divergent paths met, a solitary traveler stood, pondering the choices that would shape destiny. The air whispered tales of the untrodden, beckoning the seeker to explore the enigma of "The Road Not Taken."
By Peculiar Beauty2 years ago in Poets
