The moon spills silver on the quiet street,
Where shadows and secrets quietly meet.
A breeze hums softly through the restless trees,
Carrying whispers only night can seize.
Stars like lanterns flicker far above,
Guiding lost hearts with a gentle shove.
Every silence holds a story untold,
Every heartbeat warms the midnight cold.
So walk, dreamer, where the darkness glows,
For even in night, a new light grows.
Nov 30, 2025
Nov 30, 2025 at 3:41 PM UTC
The moment you open your book.
and can't help yourself but overlook,
the future of you that you never really knew.
While you look at the book with no clue.
You read and read as they fly overhead.
wanting to do nothing than go to bed.
But as the dates come closer, I'd say...
is the more you'd throw that thought away.
Day by day, you'd think to start
and each time miss the dart;
make empty promises that's never done.
and they pile up as a huge one.
So, start today little by little.
Set your goals and don't fiddle.
Balance yourself and everything else.
and you'd finally get some brain cells.
Nov 8, 2025
Nov 8, 2025 at 9:10 AM UTC
They say: "Freedom is for all!"
Something said across the halls.
by young and old, today.
but always left astray.
Always said and never done,
left untouched by everyone.
They say freedom is for all,
but is it really there at all?
The equality a friend,
but subconsciously a foe at end.
For you and I, was created.
But always left unattended.
Always asked and never given.
An innocent dream, a lonely vision.
So, is equality a friend?
or are we the bad ones in the end?
Nov 8, 2025
Nov 8, 2025 at 9:00 AM UTC
As the evening turns to dusk,
and the night creatures no longer lusk,
The earth now covered in a blanket of rain,
all hearing its slow refrain.
Many wrapped up in their bed,
unlike the night creatures ahead.
Children runny in it's tears gaily.
enjoying the change from their daily.
Engrossed in a book and coffee.
connecting life to the book's philosophy
The sweet patter of rain and laughter
Something I'd hear everyday hereafter.
I replay every moment of my life,
smiling at all the memories till my death.
The sky turning from dusk to night,
the sun's farewell and the stars bright.
The dark abyss covered in diamonds,
revisiting all the sweet moments.
Now the night creatures no longer lusk,
As the evening has turned to dusk.
Nov 8, 2025
Nov 8, 2025 at 8:44 AM UTC
When my heart stops beating,
and I'd lose all hope,
then music would be my beat
my soul and dream for life.
Nov 8, 2025
Nov 8, 2025 at 8:38 AM UTC
The wind blew soft, comforting the crying soul.
Against the tree, she felt peace in the cold.
It spoke to her of love and care,
of starlit nights and never-ending dreams.
As the wind danced in its blossom pink.
Both the seasons changed and time went by.
its blossoms now faded, they began t die.
She wept, for her love was now gone;
in the alone cold night, till dawn.
But once a blossom fell in her hands.
As a symbol of hope in her now barren lands.
Nov 8, 2025
Nov 8, 2025 at 8:35 AM UTC
In the depth of darkness, doubt takes flight,
in a place where souls walk, in search of light.
Courage fills them, bright and bold.
In the heart, where stories unfold.
In the heart of hope, strength lies within.
as they take on challenges that begin.
In the light of courage, they take pride,
discovering what fate had to provide.
With a dream that fly, hope that gleam.
They rise above, chasing that dream.
Through shadows deep, fright fills inside.
trusting their souls wouldn't be misguide.
They face the storm, voice so clear.
together they stand, nothing to fear
With every challenge, they will mold.
A tale of bravery, so bright and bold.
Nov 8, 2025
Nov 8, 2025 at 8:10 AM UTC
Oh Icarus, bold did you fall down.
with drippin' wax and droppin' feathers,
you laughed and fell with pleasure.
down with your glistening golden Crowne.
Oh Icarus, poor were you in Minos's palace,
stuck in a room without any liberation,
then soaring to such disaggregation,
a tale of hubris, now sung in silence.
Oh Icarus, shall thou never soar again.
you wings lost to the fate's cruel malice,
yet you soared from the palace,
beyond the wise..... both old and young men.
Oh Icarus, what I shan't do to be you,
up in the sky, but then below the brooks,
up till the sun did he alone partook.
and melt, and burn below in the dew.
Oh Icarus, you brave idiot,
such a fate shan't not be vital,
for destiny's fate is final.
You flew too high and met your wit,
but crashed right down unable to quit.
Nov 4, 2025
Nov 4, 2025 at 1:39 PM UTC