Don't remember, when I started, feeling you, anyway, there's no need, to think about it, as I feel you right now, so my precious wind,
By P.A.Vinura Jayasanka2 years ago in Poets
Where is four Oh, it is locked in a drawer Waiting to be opened How long will it stay there We will just have to wait and see
By Atomic Historian2 years ago in Poets
Licking at the facade Worshiping a nameless god Only to realize All efforts will be forgot Break your back all you want
Snow shimmers in -24 degrees. Trees that usually wear their forest green coats are dusted by frost, looming tall and piercing the pastel coloured sky like sentinels for a citadel of silence. Finland is made of frozen moments, standing so still in between breaths of icy air. It’s serene. It’s like a dream. It’s the most enchanting thing I’ve ever seen.
By em2 years ago in Poets
In a land of dreams, where freedom's call, There stood a leader, brave and tall. His name enshrined in history's page, A beacon of hope in a turbulent age.
By Robert Brown2 years ago in Poets
In the labyrinth of life, we sometimes stray, Where familiar paths fade to shades of gray. Lost in the whispers of the winding way,
By Ashiii2 years ago in Poets
Japan is renowned for numerous reasons, yet there exists a particular destination within the country that evokes awe and fascination. This extraordinary place happens to be an island, famously known as Rabbit Island. Situated a mere 50 km from Hiroshima, this island is referred to as Usagi Shima in the local language, signifying "rabbit island." As one sets foot on this island encircled by the sea, an enchanting sight unfolds before their eyes - rabbits and hares abound in every direction.
By A. Rahman2 years ago in Poets
In tender hours of youth's sweet haze, First love alights with gentle gaze. A whispered sigh, a trembling hand, In uncharted realms, we both stand.
In a room where minds ignite, A beacon stands, a guiding light. With wisdom's touch, and patience vast, A teacher's role, unsurpassed.
My Rendezvous with Life The treacherous waters of existence hail in their stride, As the beauty of sailing against the winds uproars in its ride.
By Hridya Sharma2 years ago in Poets
muffled cries echo through layers unnatural the song of the whales -------------------------- Thank you for reading! This haiku was written in honor of World Whale Day.
By R.I. Károly2 years ago in Poets
In a world of whiskers and a land of fur, Lived a chubby orange cat, a true connoisseur. He dreamed of a vacation, a grand escapade,
By Tale Weaver2 years ago in Poets
