In the depths of the heart, where emotions reside,Lies a spectrum of hues, where true colors abide.Beneath the façade, where masks may be worn,Shines the essence of self, a story unborn. In the tapestry woven with threads of the soul,True colors emerge, like a story to unfold.They paint the landscape of being, unseen, yet so …
To avoid any confusion about the featured image, I would like to point out that we have already had some snowfall in Poland. I wish you all a lovely weekend. In the realm where weekdays cease,Weekend's dawn brings sweet release,A time to breathe, a time to soar,To paint our dreams on life's grand door. Awaken …
In a world of billions, where faces blend and fade,Amidst the throngs, a soul, a beacon, unafraid.A spirit rare, a diamond in the rough,One in a million, standing tall, enough. Like a lone star, piercing through the night,Their essence radiates, casting radiant light.A symphony of strength, resilience, and grace,A testament to hope, an indomitable race. …
In realms of hearts, where emotions reside,Love's tender flame, with passion does abide.A symphony of souls, in harmony entwined,A melody of moments, forever enshrined. Love, a boundless ocean, deep and wide,Where secrets of the heart, gently confide.In its depths, we find solace and grace,A refuge from storms, a serene embrace. Like morning dew, on petals …
Embrace the dawn with open arms,A canvas vast, the world charms,Life’s a dance, a wild spin,A symphony poised to begin. Breathe in deep the morning air,Find the joy in small affairs,Laughter shared with friends so dear,Moments treasured, crystal clear. Climb the hills, gaze at peaks,Where horizons kiss and nature speaks,In every climb, the heart finds …
In the quiet cradle of Sunday's eve,Where the week's last whispers tenderly weave,The sun takes a bow, in golden reprieve,And time holds its breath, a pause to conceive. The world in its turning, a soft decrescendo,As shadows stretch long and the daylight grows thin,The hustle of Monday seems distant, a friend soReluctant to stir the …
In a meadow wide, beneath the sun's warm embrace,Where daisies nod and soft winds trace,Laughter bubbles through the air,With joy abundant, beyond compare. Bumblebees buzz a jolly tune,As they dart about in the afternoon.Butterflies with wings of art,Join the dance, each plays its part. The brook it sings, clear and bright,A serenade for the grass …
In the soft, hushed whispers of the weekday's end,Lies the gentle promise of the weekend's blend,Of rest and frolic, of time that's ours to spend,A precious gift, life's love letter it does send. Friday wanes, its final hours in retreat,Work's demands now lie dormant, its pulse does beat,In sync with the heart's desire for a …
In the shadows I do dwell,A nameless soul, a secret well.My face unknown, my voice unheard,Yet in the silence, my thoughts are stirred. Anonymity, a cloak of mystery,A veil of darkness, a shroud of history.I am free to be whoever I choose,To speak my mind, without fear of abuse. No judgement here, no eyes to …
Injustice, a word that echoes through time,A plague that has plagued the human race,A force that has caused many to suffer and pine,A disease that has left its mark on every place. From the dawn of humanity, it has been there,A shadow that looms over the weak and the poor,A monster that feeds on the …
