single brick of a word
to hold them but
a whisper in void
“too angry”
“too sad”
“too happy”
the noise that are heavier on the chest
descend in the prayer
to find its rest
Feb 17, 2025
Feb 17, 2025 at 11:13 AM UTC
Sailing through the voyage of life,
A story of the prayer,
Navigates the fate thru its constellation,
Found in tranquillity.
To savour the wave lullaby,
Calling the dreams
Entwined between
Seas and the skies.
A standing sailor
Glares at the shore
Evening hues
Sinking to the dawn
From the lighthouse tower
In twilight hour
To send peace
for every peer
Feb 17, 2025
Feb 17, 2025 at 11:05 AM UTC
Water dripping, a sound of rain,
Hush, to my dear pain,
Rhymes of quavering warblers,
By the lane.
Tickles of raindrops,
in March was sunken in, lonely,
The weaving of thoughts,
Left,
Detangle her not.
May 8, 2023
May 8, 2023 at 7:31 AM UTC