Song Lyrics

A Poetic Tale of Unspoken Affection
Explore the world of love's unspoken language by taking this beautiful voyage. "Whispers of Love" delves into the subtleties of love that flourish in silence and the elegance of words left unsaid. Accompany the poet as they decipher the enigmas of love, concealed in the core of the heart, and uncover the profound feelings that surpass words. This moving essay embraces the ability of silent gestures to convey the most profound feelings and encapsulates the subtlety of love.
By Creative Chronicles2 years ago in Poets
The atrocious contradiction of existence
The atrocious contradiction of existence How ironically does existence glare at our agony Drawing its muse in the hours of our ecstasy
By Hridya Sharma2 years ago in Poets
Eternal Waltz
In twilight's gentle embrace, we dance, Beneath the canopy of stars' romance. Whispers of the wind weave through the trees, As moonbeams paint the night with ease.
By Mohameen Moshood2 years ago in Poets
Unbroken Sun Rise
Like an unbroken sunrise, we will rise (we will rise) Higher than the mountains, we'll touch the sky (touch the sky)
By Karun 2 years ago in Poets
Celestial Serenade
In the heart of night, where shadows play, Whispers dance in the moon's soft ray. Stars above, like diamonds gleam, In the vast, celestial dream.
By Mohameen Moshood2 years ago in Poets
THE SONG OF REVOLUTION
Even today, the warmth of my thoughts is alive My old style of speech is alive Even today, the warmth of my thoughts is alive
By ATEEQ UR RAHMAN2 years ago in Poets
So Blessed Now
Big Love to anyone who figures out the song I was inspired by! I was lost in a daze A dream of what was never true But I found a way out
By Aaron Waddell - The Everyday Mystic2 years ago in Poets
Oops side down
I don’t know what this is about It is the worst poem Without a doubt In my mind To be alone can be sublime But to feel alone
By Atomic Historian2 years ago in Poets
A Scar on My Hearts Ears
There is a scar on my heart’s ears It’s from all the years of abuse I got used to It makes it hard to hear when someone says
By Atomic Historian2 years ago in Poets
Symphony of the Earth. Content Warning.
In forests deep where sunlight plays, Nature orchestrates its grand ballet. The rustle of leaves, a gentle sway, A timeless dance, night to day.
By Ashiii2 years ago in Poets
Ode to Sustenance. Content Warning.
In kitchens, where secrets hide in spices' embrace, Where pots simmer melodies of aromatic grace, There lies the heart of life's vibrant ballet,
By Ashiii2 years ago in Poets
An Ode to Misery
An ode to our dear friend, misery: Life is a monotonous drudgery, a sinuous, sentient maze that reveals sinister revelations, conniving contradictions to convince you life is worth living. It continuously creates credible, wondrous creatures, then tells you something sensuous and sensational is around the corner, you just need to go on a little farther, live a little longer, have another glass of wine. But life is deceptive, because something better rarely ever is. Then life repeats itself, repeats its beautiful lies, and we continue to believe. We are all just pendulous puppets of life’s power trip, as it controls our plight and misery with a smile, pulling our strings every chance it gets. Your equanimity wont matter, life’s treacherous lessons will leave you tremulous, alone and melancholy. Life will treat you churlishly, because life is miserable. Life will drag you into its trenches and dig its heinous claws into you, never allowing you to escape, not until deaths final surrender.
By Alex H Mittelman 2 years ago in Poets