1DNA - Hello Poetry

1DNA May 13

The more I focus, the further you stray,
Even for a second, I want you to stay.

To escape from reality, to break free from this cell,
In this illusion of a dream, enchanted by a spell.

Every time I close my eyes, you fill darkness with light,
But the closer I reach, the more I lose sight.

You stood at the top of the stairs, reaching out to me,
Radiating a beacon of hope, I grabbed it hard with glee.

You are now a smudged painting, a lost faded sketch,
The more I try to remember, the more you look a mess.

Hues of yellow and pink, drifted in the haze,
Splashed with joy and delight, a picturesque mosaic.

It still lingers in my heart and soul,
That picture-perfect moment of a story gone cold.

I just had to pour out my thoughts :/ ~

#dreams #linger

1DNA May 11

Words

Words are mightier than the sword
They don't ****,
They give pain far worse than death

1DNA May 11

Traces

The sand is my canvas
The waves, the ink
The footsteps, my fading thoughts

1DNA May 11

Mother

Her touch, ever-so caressing,
like the gentle ripple of the sea by the shore
Her smile,
as warm and bright as the morning sun
Her voice,
a soothing melody like the soft cooing of birds
Yet,
as loud and mighty as a proud lioness
Her love so vast,
defies all odds and boundaries
Her eyes, so dazzling,
hide an endless galaxy within
Her breath,
like a soft and cozy blanket on a cold day
Her heart, so pure,
radiates beams of love and light
Her,
a mother,
a place to call home.

To all the mothers out there, who make every day brighter! Happy mothers day!

#mothers #day

1DNA May 9

Not a poem!

Hey there! I'm a new member of this wonderful community, and I'm absolutely loving it so far! Everyone here is so supportive and helpful, and I’m truly in awe of the beautiful poems shared here. Seeing your work has inspired me to write like that too! As a beginner, though, I sometimes feel my poems are a bit too simple. I often find it hard to express ideas in a poetic way, and my writing ends up sounding more like a conversation. I also find it a little difficult to interpret some of the deeper poems shared here, and I struggle to keep up with the level of creativity and expression many of you have. I’d be really grateful if you could share any advice, tips, or tricks to help me grow as a poet. Thank you in advance!

1DNA May 8

Katsura amidst the Winterstorm

As I trudged the snow-clad path,
Unwelcome by the gelid gusts of wind,
Howling like arctic wolves of the eerie night,
Flakes of snow pierce my skin like needles of ice
My ragged breathing escalates,
My eyes blaze from the cold,
Every breath is a stab to the throat
My ears are chiming like bells on a Christmas eve,
or a funeral
My view is hazy,
but not from the mist
I pull out every ounce of my energy, my strength,
Perhaps, my final breath
The time has come,
I lurch forward
This is the end, what a monochromous death...

Atleast that's what I thought
There you stood in front of me, greeting
Strikingly gorgeous, a timeless beauty,
Your fiery red petals,
like fresh blood on a white blanket
My final sight, a katsura amidst the winterstorm

1DNA May 8

In-Between

Trapped in war between
letting go and moving on
and not giving up