Yes, you can see the sky
When you alive.
You sees the colours of sky that
may, reminds of the chapter of life.
Sometimes you are sad and cry!
And it rains from the sky. Please!!
Notice, sky not may beautiful by it’s won
So.. Why your life would be cool without deeds?
Ofcourse, it has no end. But you have!
Decorate your life as the sky does with clouds,sunlight, birds.. If sky tolerate the pollution, thunders.. Why can't you?
Anything you do, but at last..
You will be a little star of Nights sky.
In my dream, I have already loved you, with an endless passion,
Like a star shining in the starry night, you are my unbroken light,
In every corner of my soul, I have felt you, like the sun's ray at dawn,
And in every beat of my heart, I have heard you, like the echo of an old melody.
In the depths of the sea of thoughts, I have plunged into you, like a precious pearl,
And in every wave of emotion, I have searched for you, like a traveler for his treasure,
In every dream, I have desired you, like a poet desires the perfect words,
And in every awakening, I have found you again, like a painter finds his colors.
In every sunrise, I have seen you, like an artist sees the beauty of nature,
And in every sunset, I have felt you, like a musician feels the rhythm of his music,
In every raindrop, I have heard you, like a composer hears his notes,
And in every snowflake, I have touched you, like a sculptor touches his marble.
But, although I have already loved you in my dream, I still seek you in reality,
Hoping that one day, my dream will become reality,
And I will have you by my side, forever, in this world and the others.
This run ain't been fun for a while now
Energy for it all been ran out
Beggin myself to let go of this doubt
N start bein what I always been about
Knock myself off this damn cloud
Kuz its lookin like its about to storm some more
Ya know sht bad when chaoz got me bored
Being sober is more like a chore
The chemicals I keep in my brain cells
Got me convinced this reality I'm in is forreal hell
Its like my luck done hit the driest dry spell
Forgot how it feels to feel well
If I ever did know...
.....dazed out
Wondering if this whole sht
Is a fckd up sht show directed and written by
...who tha fck knows
Gettin kicks outta every low blow I catch to tha dome
Steady fckn with my mental state
Don't even try to act like im tryna exaggerate
but the plates overflowing with anger, pain & hate
when all I ordered was peace, love & fun
with some lust mixed in to hydrate
Keepin it super real
At this fcked up rate,
I dont even gotta contemplate
Why everyones walkin around all irate
While im just slowly strolling around
In this fcked up drug haze
I'm torn between two distant worlds ~
one steeped in wickedness and sin,
the other pure and righteous;
my mind drifts like oil on water.
Alluring is the glory of heaven,
promised if I remain pure and holy,
yet enticing is the frivolity
hidden in jollity they call "sin."
My mind imagines the afterlife the Bible depicts,
yet I savour worldly pleasures my flesh can't resist.
Even when I long to retreat from every sinful street,
my soul burns within with these endless conflicts.
What if the promise is merely a myth,
and I found out that piety robbed me of earthly pity?
Would that not be a loss of two cities –
one paved with gold, the other left cold?
All that I am I gave away
For just to come and see
The ever-dying summer day
With sunlight through your tree
You’ve gone, but on the record
Your voice remains with me
It takes about split second
To change the time, to be
Back in the endless days
To see again your smile
You’re talking through November haze
I answer from July..
I lay down my thoughts like an endless river, as the sun sifts light at dawn,
I wish for you to smile, untouched by memories, without my heavy shadow, without the burden.
I see you walking down the old street in the sun, with ice cream melting on your fingers,
Among those who never doubted you, with eyes lit by untouched dreams.
I gave up the dream where I held you, in the crowd that whispered about us.
Perhaps it wasn't them, perhaps I was the executioner, my prayers, empty recitations.
I wonder if you would have met me, before life's masquerade ball,
What chance did a tall rose have, with a lotus blooming in murky waters?
Could your grace have transformed the swamp into a garden of shining stars?
Would your winds have carried the scent into my silent and deep ruin?
Or would my world carved from you have stained your soul's brilliance,
With the rust of unprotected things? How would your pure light shine in shattered mirrors?
Perhaps in a kinder life, you will find someone unafraid of your light,
Whose ruins know how to bloom, not bruise under my weight.
And if I am reborn in that hour, I will remain a shadow, watching you smile, from afar.
Let's play with our hearts under the sky of an endless night,
to exchange them like falling stars losing their brilliance,
asking for nothing in return, just a silent dance of fate,
to feel how my heart beat in silence and longing, to know how yours did.
Let's play with our hearts like children sharing secrets,
but you're afraid to step on the unknown path of love,
I to learn to let oblivion dress my memories in thin veils,
you to learn how to love without reservations, without chains.
Let's play with our hearts for a day, just one day of eternity,
you to cry with tears heavy like rain on dry fields,
and I to laugh at them, turning them into rainbows of hope.
Let's play with our hearts without words, just with the murmur of blood,
you to listen to how mine beats like an old clock in an empty house,
I to listen to how yours lies, weaving stories of light and shadow.
Let's play with our hearts and then take them back,
you to receive your heart empty and cold like a stone under the moon,
I to receive mine full of echoes, full of "Us," like an old song.
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AP: 1st place 2025
In the endless exile, where dreams melt like snowflakes under the sun,
I discovered a secret world, woven from threads of shadow and light,
where each step on the solitary path became a dance of falling stars,
and loneliness transformed into a siren's song, drawing me into the depths.
I was enveloped by a wave of humility, an ocean of tranquility where time loses its shape,
and there, between the velvet sky and the silk earth, I learned to listen,
to decipher the stories of the wind that whispers the forgotten secrets of the world,
in an ancient language, understood only by me, like a magical incantation.
This isolation, like a labyrinth of mirrors, reflected the face of my soul,
stripped my heart of illusions and regrets, leaving only the pure essence of being,
a flame dancing in a crystal candle, illuminating the path to truth,
where words become unseen bridges between silence and wisdom.
In exile, I encountered eternity in a moment, an endless journey,
where I learned that my language is a tree with deep roots,
planted in the soil of memory and desire, growing towards the sky of hope,
a song of the universe, in which each verse is a window to infinity.
I have had to struggle with all of life's tests.
They have given me little rest.
I have felt a lot of unrest.
With unreal things, but I stayed the course, hoping for the best.
My love is forever yours
Stars shine brighter now
The sun is warmer now
The moon is shining
Life is full of love
Lighting struck me with love
It hit right through the heart
The air was sweeter
The time moved lovingly
My love has found me
My love, my loving man.
You are my true heartbeat
I feel your heartbeat with mine.
You make all my blood feel alive
I try to leave ,but my heart brings me home to you
I feel you in the sweet daydream and in the night's last thought
Your soul had called me home to you.
Maybe we were together in another time
This is why our hearts and soul and mind pull together
Both longing for each other
Finding our love has made me feel complete
Your loving touch.
You’re intertwining with my heart and mind
Your open and loving ways
Your always in my heart and mind
Forever in love
Written: May 08, 2025 For contest by Brian Strand
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within the vastness of time and space
dwells in a lovely realm where souls embrace
awakening to an echo of heavenly glee
a melody of existence, both distant and near
each note is played with extreme accuracy
in this everlasting music, a divine rendition
the Soul is such a soundtrack that never stops
led by the grasp of the One who transcends
a divine spark exists within the soul
a holy glow as our demise takes its toll
it's similar to having a direct line to the cosmos
a constant reminder of endless love.
the soul is a set that is pure and true.
a mirror of the divine, a suitable shade
it embodies the rattling spirit of eternity.
the emblem of our everlasting togetherness.
Becoming a slave to my own paradise,
Becoming clingy to my own disregarded appetites,
Becoming a prisoner of my own created prison,
Becoming lonesome in my own crowd.
Recognising something lethal,
Pouring out something eternal,
Bearing some dirt of civilisation,
Tearing apart the burden of my own existence.
I've created my own traps,
Living forever in my own satire.
No appeal on the docket today;
I crave the unseens.
When the sins are unseen,
What verdicts can there be?
When the prisoner is the judge,
Is he called a metaphor of his own book?
So I've hold my head up high—
Hiding hatred that burns inside.
Perhaps this is not the last;
Perhaps this is an endless circle.
1.
Sorrow entered, so cold and deep,
As if it came the soul to keep.
It seemed it never would depart,
A shadow cast upon the heart.
But then came joy, so bright, so fair,
It lit the world with gentle care.
It felt as though it ne'er would cease,
A time of light, a time of peace.
2.
The sweet Spring came with blooms anew,
With skies of gold and morning dew.
The birds began their songs to raise—
It seemed we'd live in endless days.
But Winter swept across the land,
With frozen breath and icy hand.
The leaves were gone, the flowers too,
The birds were still, the sky turned blue.
O Traveler, choose your path with grace,
Each road will fade without a trace.
No grief remains, nor joy can stay—
All things must pass along the way.
Time
Is Endless
Contained Within
Is Not
Endless Affections
I know nothing but
A love in her smiles.
Years passed without a date;
Love was disappearing in miles.
The distance of time and place,
Mountains and valleys,
The love failed to race.
In the silence of many days,
The wind blew the message:
“For not giving up,
There is always a wage,
That’s to enjoy our hope.”
A bird in the sky
Made a nest
For us to stay
And our love to rest.
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