Words of love

Words are the echoes of love, lingering in the chambers of my heart. I write to preserve the essence of love that once danced within me, to keep its flame burning in the recesses of my soul. For poetry is the language of affection, a tender embrace captured in the verses of a lover. And if the poet is the interpreter of silence, then who am I? I am a woman who breathes life into each line, even if they never lead back to me. I reveal myself through the tapestry of my words, even if I remain hidden within … Continue reading Words of love

His eyes

His eyes have their own vocabulary, a language that speaks volumes without uttering a single word. They hold the wisdom of ages, the depth of the ocean, and the warmth of the sun. Each glance tells a story, each gaze a chapter in the book of his soul. To learn this language is to embark on a journey of understanding and connection. It is a beautiful and intricate dance of interpretation, where every flicker and sparkle hold meaning and significance. It is a language that transcends barriers and speaks to the heart in ways that words cannot. What a beautiful … Continue reading His eyes

May you find love in its truest form

n the quiet moments of the day, I find myself lost in the beauty of love. It is my fervent hope and prayer that all may experience the joy and warmth that love brings. For when you find it, it is like stumbling upon a hidden treasure, a precious gem that fills your heart with light and your soul with peace. True love is not just a fleeting moment of passion, but a symphony of emotions that transcends the physical realm. It is a sonnet born of the heart, a melody that lingers in the air, weaving its magic through … Continue reading May you find love in its truest form

In my heart there is no space for bitterness

In my heart, I hold no bitterness, no anger, no lingering resentment for those who have crossed my path, leaving scars upon my soul. They who neglected, hurt, and abused, their actions like a tempest, have come and gone, leaving me weathered but not broken. I harbor no grudge for those who turned away, their words a dagger, their disregard a heavy burden. For in the tapestry of life, I have come to understand the intricate weave of human frailty. I stand before the mirror of my own mistakes, acknowledging the times I too have stumbled, been selfish, and caused … Continue reading In my heart there is no space for bitterness

Who would not want to hear a poem before sleeping at night?

As the world slips into slumber, who would not want to be cradled by the gentle cadence of a poet’s words? To feel the tender embrace of verse, like a lullaby for the soul, weaving dreams and whispers through the corridors of the mind. Who would not yearn for their essence to be captured in the delicate threads of a poet’s imagination? To have their eyelashes likened to the golden tendrils of sunlight, dancing through the morning’s embrace, casting warmth upon the world. And who could resist the allure of becoming a child once more, nestled in the arms of … Continue reading Who would not want to hear a poem before sleeping at night?

My offering

You are the vast expanse of the sky, the solid foundation of the earth. You are the warmth of the day and the gentle breath of the wind. You are the mystery of the night, the grain of the land, the soothing scent of sandalwood ointment, the beauty of flowers, and the life-giving essence of water. You are the substance of my offering, the embodiment of all that is good and pure. You are everything, and I am humbled in your presence. What can I possibly offer you, who are already everything? My words are but whispers in the wind, … Continue reading My offering

Rest

Rest, weary soul, and let the weight of the world slip from your shoulders. Breathe in the stillness and exhale the burdens that have been holding you captive. It’s okay to admit that happiness feels elusive, like a butterfly that flutters just out of reach. But in the quiet moments, when the chaos of the world fades into the background, remember that you have the power to give happiness to others. It’s not about having a surplus of joy to dole out like candy. It’s about offering a listening ear, a comforting embrace, a kind word. It’s about being present … Continue reading Rest

Fragile

I am but a fragile being, crafted from the earth’s humble mud and fueled by the whimsical nature of dreams. Yet, within the depths of my soul, I sense the immense force of the universe swirling and dancing in harmony. I may be feeble and transient, but I am also a vessel of boundless potential. Every fiber of my being resonates with the energy of the cosmos, pulsating with the rhythm of the stars and the whispers of the wind. In my frailty, I am imbued with the strength of the universe, a force that propels me forward and fills … Continue reading Fragile

Things to say when in love:

In the vast expanse of the universe, I want to make you a planet. I want to orbit around you, to revolve my world around your gravitational pull. I want to be the moon to your Earth, always there to illuminate your darkest nights. I will put the galaxy in your hair, weaving constellations and stardust into every strand. Your hair will be a celestial tapestry, a shimmering reminder of the infinite beauty that exists in the cosmos. Your kisses are a mouthful of firewater, igniting a blazing passion within me that can never be extinguished. With each touch of … Continue reading Things to say when in love:

I do not know if …

The years have softened the edges of sound, but heightened the resonance of emotion. The simple pleasures, once overlooked, now stir my soul with a gentle intensity. A sunset paints the sky in hues of gold and pink, a cup of coffee warms my hands and my spirit, a fine wine dances on my tongue, and the company of loved ones fills my heart with joy. The melody of life plays on, and I find myself swaying to its rhythm, feeling every note deep in my bones. A glance holds warmth, an embrace holds power, and in these moments, I … Continue reading I do not know if …