Literature is an art and so are you.

Through trials and storms, love remains intact
No distance can separate us when love is pure
Time may pass, but love continues to grow
Eyes hold a blaze,
a fire of love that never dies
No power on Earth
can break the bond of love between you and me

An empty canvas left intentionally blank shows the greatest emotion

In a room full of portraits. You are the most beautiful artwork I have ever seen.

I am both the darkness and the light. I cannot pick a side. It is what completes me. I am inseparable.

It is not always possible to live in black and white. Colors must be felt.

Her hair danced in the breeze. A spirit that soared with the wings of an angel
She was both alive and broken
Her eyes were as bright as the moon, while tears rolled down her pale cheeks
Her heart was choking with memories, but she had forgotten what to love and be loved felt like.
There were times when it seemed if time had frozen like a broken record on repeat
All she could hear was the echoes of her lonely heart
She needed to let go so that her heart's scattered pieces could come together
And allow her to be whole again.

If the eyes can see, beauty does not need a caption

Some paths are destined to be beautiful. May the path you walk on be one of them.

I always loved the darkness it has a way to light up my soul

The darkness in you ignites the fire inside me

I could write the most beautiful poetry if I wanted to. But what good is the poetry if it’s complete without you.

What she missed most about him was his smile.

Drifting downwards on the stony hills, only to be picked up by the breeze,
I can hear my lover's voice echo off on the lonely landscape.
Where are you, my love? Your voice plays like a sadden tune,
It sinks into the chambers of my heart.
I am unsettled; I search for you aimlessly.
Wisps of dark clouds form, a gush of wind picks up, I am caught in the midst of a storm.
Again, distance and time conspire to separate us.  
Unable to see, I can hear only raucous roars of thunder and lighting.
Your voice fades away.
As the wretched winds push me, I try despairingly to hold on to something.
The storm gently ceases. My eyes open, I see my arms wrapped around you.
Two lovers lost finally come together forever.
Holding hands ​down the paths we walk,
As the splendent ​sun slowly sinks in the hills,
a new chapter awaits where love finally blooms

I brush my hair while deep thoughts run through my mind as I look at the mirror.
Caressing my face in pain, I question myself:
What’s wrong with the color of my skin?
I’m just a girl who was on my way to school when a group of
people stopped me.
Pushing and shoving me back and forth
Language was used and voices in rage exclaimed that I didn’t belong here.
As one of them knocked me down, my face hit the pavement and the beating went on.
Terrified I was, I thought I would be left to bleed and die.
Lifeless with onlookers passing by
I cried in agony.
When will this racism stop?
When will people realize I’m just the same as everyone else?
Do I have to be rich and famous for my voice to be heard?
As I got up with a shaking voice, I murmured I’m just a human being.  
But I don’t think anyone heard me.

There are infinite colors in the world, but nothing is comparable to the colors of your soul

She sits on her window sill watching the snow fall, while she sips her coffee.

Houses are adorned with every shade of festive lights.

Children play while loved ones hold hands on this cold winter night

As the vibrant voices of carols shine bright.

Bringing joy and love during this

beautiful season.

The sky lights up with a full moon in sight

But dark thoughts sneak into her mind

Another forlorn year without him

Wishing he was here beside her.

To be wrapped in each other’s arms

Spending this chilly Christmas together.

Even in my darkest days
you are the light
that enriches my soul.

I hear the waves crash back and forth, synchronizing in perfect harmony. The winds whisper my name. My heart beats fast.
The sky hangs over me, and the waves come near;
I’m pensive, self-absorbed. I walk alone, my soul uneased, searching for all the answers.
What’s there waiting for me, at the end of the ocean shores?

The tides move in and set me adrift in your love once more. The waves crash back and forth, synchronizing in perfect harmony. When I look at you, there are depths hidden in your beauty. Who are you? You are a treasure. Hidden beneath, you are the ocean; the epitome of mystery.

The only magic I can see is in your eyes.

The most beautiful artwork comes from us. Our lives are like a mosaic. Sometimes we have to break apart, in order to remake ourselves. That’s the beauty of life. With each trial, we are constructing new and different versions of ourselves; sculpting into a beautiful masterpiece.

Even the moon lit up, brilliant, when she saw the beauty in your darkness.

We wake up
to the birds singing a melancholy tune—
a timeless song that you can only hear when dawn slowly rises.
The morning gently looms, in shades of pink and orange hues.
Trees sway gently in the summer breeze.
An intoxicating aroma of nature permeates the air
upon the warmth of the sun's sweet rays.
The sun welcomes us.
A new day starts.

The dark night whistles a midnight tune
As two lovers unite.
The moonlight sets a spotlight on them.
He takes her hand, and she wraps her arms around him.
Eyes locked, he carelessly whispers, "Will you sway with me?"
As the lovers' hearts come closer, as the music beats fast,
Two hearts slowly drown in love.
Both lost in each other's embrace,
He dips her under the moonlight sky.
His hands stroke her face.
The stars are the audience.
And as the music ends, he steals a passionate kiss from her.

There is a silence in the art, pure of any speech or sound; the depth of stillness runs deep.

Even in the darkness, her beauty is there; the light she craved was hers to create. Dim and soft, she radiates from within her soul.

My soul has been restless ever since I met you.