Echoes in the hollow
Where roots entwine
Spring's warmth and summer's burst
The refuge hides
Lull gnaws the threads sown with passion
Leaving behind frayed ends
Lost relics whisper
In twilight, shadows reply
In exile, searching for grey
Is the vellum of this flesh and void.
Feb 27
Feb 27, 2026 at 9:05 AM UTC
The world is fading.
Trusting it is the habit of naughts.
Observing it is the habit of sages.
So insightful is it.
But nay, should you step into it.
Have you ever seen families and friends departing?
Not because they wished, but because that's life.
Ah! Those were the faithfuls who backed and played with their babies,
Inventing tiny screams and laughter, becoming their unfading identity.
Those were the friends with whom jokes were cracked,
Secrets aching the heart and problems troubling the mind were shared.
Alas! All were in the past.
Have you ever realized why fleeting bloom petals fade away,
Turning the once "serenity garden" into a forest
Where the petals create a gentle whisper when stepped on?
Memories dwindle, leaving scents, places, colors, words, sounds, and whispers left unspoken as the standby.
Have you ever wondered why?
Opportunities come thousands of times in life.
Only when you tap into them wholeheartedly
Do you leave peace in every place.
Oct 5, 2025
Oct 5, 2025 at 8:30 AM UTC
Slowly and gently, it's fading away,
Like a rose that bloomed with strength and optimism's sway.
I laughed and claimed it, not knowing it was just a dream,
One of my darkest,
They say dreams come true, but at this point, I'll hold a knife against it , though it's a thousand to one,
Days passing by, awaiting my reply, but it was never going to happen
Now I'm like a sunflower, awaiting the sun's brightness,
Which brings smiles and laughter on their faces
But I wish it would be the end
Because going back to it, it's a hell full of pessimism
Aug 28, 2025
Aug 28, 2025 at 4:14 AM UTC
As the seasons turn, a story's spun,
Blooming flowers bring renewal and growth within.
Hope and promise in every bloom unfold,
New beginnings in vibrant rooms to behold.
Long days and vacations intertwine souls,
In harmony, hearts beat with gentle goals.
A cozy atmosphere, leaves changing hues,
Soil's richness yields a harvest of sweet Muse.
Shorter days, snow and frost descend,
A time for indoor pursuits that warm and mend.
Snuggling by the fire, warmth abides,
A season of reflection, love, and gentle tides.
Aug 23, 2025
Aug 23, 2025 at 4:56 PM UTC
Break free from anxiety
A branch of depression
Chase away the traces of sadness
A street of stress
Run wild from pessimism
The veil covering the heart
Attain the steps of contentment
The sedative of peace
Get your hands clean
Do not despair
And never lose hope
Because after every hardship
Comes ease
And after night comes Day
Aug 23, 2025
Aug 23, 2025 at 8:43 AM UTC
By the road, it's found,
Neither stolen nor spoilt,
Young and fresh,
Green and strong.
Peace at sight,
A smile on every face.
Passing by, the air blooms,
I wonder, one heart opened,
Was it a nap or stolen peace?
Which one is truly chosen?
Aug 23, 2025
Aug 23, 2025 at 8:17 AM UTC