In the backyard of the blue house a vibrant bed of grass covers the ground. Wispy dandelions fly across, with no particular path In the midst of a balmy summer day.
Category: Poetry
The voice of the heart comes out in poetry
Xian
It is always a story that chooses us and gives us the opportunity to give it life. From ages ago when history began to take shape, and culture unfolded like a gilded carpet The people we met, the milestones we crossed The discoveries and the wonders of the Universe, We gather those memories, those awe-filled…
Life for the win
Some days you notice the rain and not the rainbow, Some days struggles scream louder than victory And the journey seems tedious when you can’t see the destination.
Violet
Violet in the meadows, swaying with the grass Violet in the garden- a silken bed of velvet Violet streaks of twilight, reflecting the vivid azure
Unexplored
The mellow evening sky melts into a diamond studded blue, Setting the stage for the world of dreams.
Nostalgia touching home
Those warm memories you created Have left an imprint in your soul You remember-
Meraki
Each time you pick up your pen and only truth flows out Each time you let your paint brush reflect your soul on the canvas
Layers of life
The paint brush hovers over the palette, The palette that has a multitude of colours And then dipping into a deep blue The colour spreads onto the white canvas, dousing it with serenity. A vibrant green of abundance blends into the blue, The hope of a striking yellow sparks a bounty of joy And the…
Juniper breeze
The breeze is young, and the glades of grass sway together The fiery globe suspended in the sky throws a wash of soft orange onto the vast field.
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