Chasing dreams in the daylight’s bright beam, Life’s not always as clear as it seems, But don’t lose your zest, Just give it your best,
By Dabasish Palabout a year ago in Poets
Time flies like a bird in the sky, In the blink of an eye, it goes by, But savor each day, In your own special way, And the moments will never just die.
Life’s journey is winding and steep, With secrets it’s eager to keep, But with each little stride, You’ll find where to glide,
Life’s a ride with its ups and downs, Full of smiles and occasional frowns, Just hold on real tight, Through day and through night,
The obliteration of alliteration Waiting for liberation Through visitation Living in stagnation The harsh realities of our society
By Atomic Historianabout a year ago in Poets
Where does the trash go Down into the depths Or off to the shallows We will never know It leaves our home for the curb
The end of one world Is the beginning of another Like a child Slipping from its mother Life is a journey Of yearning We used to live
Celebrating the doom of independence Liberation in its precipice gallops in the abyss of glee, Callous whispers of unserved justice writhe the soul with pain that abhors the plea
By Hridya Sharmaabout a year ago in Poets
Regret was a weight that did grow, From seeds that were planted long ago. Choices once made, Now in shadows stayed, And haunted the mind with their woe.
There once was a heart split in pain, Where love left a lingering stain. Each beat felt the tear, Of a dream laid bare, As it danced in the cold, bitter rain.
In a room where the silence would creep, Loneliness lulled the heart to weep. With shadows as friends, And no love to mend,
There once was a heart torn in two, By a loss that the soul deeply knew. Though the tears often fall, Fond memories still call,
