Grace

Mar 27

Frances Raeburn

Words

Nothing speaks to my soul
more
than the words
you never say.

Grace Mar 25

ianthe

I heard you in the shallow waves
whispering to me.

I do not speak the language
of the ever changing sea.

I wade into the waters,
now they sift so steadily

looking for the anchor or
the other half of me.

Mar 22

Eshwara Prasad

AI

Annihilation Invited.

Grace Mar 21

to lose control

what is existence?
the mountain's life in mine is so very slow,
but even it sees the same, unending horizon as I do.

"built by design
to lose control"

Mar 16

Eshwara Prasad

Serenity

Solitude is gratitude for silence filled with serenity.

Grace Mar 15

vocations

gently, I devour
the music that you play

the strumming and the sway,
the things you can convey

subtle, but the power
of the songs, the silent way

you make the unsaid there
and it becomes

real, authentic, ours.

Mar 15

Pradip Chattopadhyay

The Little Flower

When you're cloaked in a pall of gloom
Life seems bland with colours gone
The little flower in her humble bloom
Will say she's there you aren't alone.

The flower won't ever let you feel alone.