In the springtime breeze,
Fragrance of cherry blooms,
Delicate whispers,
Nature’s gentle embrace found,
Moments linger, softly held.
Whispers of Spring
Tag: Word of the Day
Your Canvas, Your Life
Paint the town any color
Be who you want to be,
Let no one stop you.
Chase your dreams like stars that shine,
Dance through life, let your heart align.
With every step, let joy unfold,
In a world of colors, bright and bold.
Not Your Project!
I am not a charity case
where you can do what you please with.
See me as my own person
who has feelings and thoughts of my own.
I have dreams that I cherish,
And hopes that ignite my soul,
Respect my journey, my choices,
For I am striving to be whole.
Whispers of Time
Amid the shadows of time’s embrace,
Nature whispers tales of a forgotten place.
Carved in stone, stories old as the sun,
In every heartbeat, the echoes run.
Eternal wisdom in the winds that blow,
Nurturing the roots of what we now know.
Treasures of history, forever they’ll gleam.
No Dealer of Emotions
You are not my dealer, my heart’s little guide,
Step back and be free, let your own self decide.
Control your own feelings, let them flow and roam,
Find your own way, create your own home.
Don’t sell me your sorrow, or joy wrapped in fear,
I need my own colors, my heart’s voice to hear.
So walk on your path, let your spirit take flight,
I’ll walk on my journey, and I’ll find my own light.
Mischievous Ways of Rich
There once was a fellow named Rich,
Whose ways were a bit of a glitch.
He’d sneak and he’d snitch,
With a mischievous pitch,
In games, he was quite the switch!
Embracing the Dawn
At a checkpoint, I now stand,
With memories gathered like grains of sand.
The past, though etched in every line,
Is a tale I’m ready to redefine.
Each moment’s weight begins to lift,
I seek the present, a precious gift.
Letting go of shadows that linger near,
I embrace the dawn, the path is clear.
What comes next is mine to choose,
A canvas wide, no fear to lose.
With every step, I feel the sun,
A journey anew has just begun.
So here I am, with open heart,
In this chapter, I play my part.
The past behind me, I take a breath,
In living fully, I conquer death.
Mission of Light
In the quiet of the night,
She set out on her way,
A mission to find the bright,
To chase the dark thoughts away.
With each step, she felt the weight,
Of shadows trying to bind,
But deep inside, she found her fate,
A sparkle whispered, “You will find.”
Through valleys low and hills so high,
She sought the light that shines,
With hope like stars up in the sky,
She left behind the dark confines.
Her heart began to sing anew,
As joy replaced the fear,
Each moment felt like morning dew,
A fresh start drawing near.
So if you wander, lost in night,
Remember her brave quest,
For within each soul, there’s hidden light,
And in that truth, we’re blessed.
The Journey of Freight
In the stillness of the night,
A train rolls by, a distant sight,
Carrying dreams, both heavy and light,
Across the tracks, with all its freight.
From bustling cities to fields so wide,
A journey taken, with hope as the guide,
Through valleys and hills, side by side,
The heartbeat of the world on a timeless ride.
With every cargo, a story to tell,
The weight of the past in each sturdy shell,
Onward it travels, through rain and through swell,
This life of freight—a life lived well.
Dance of Passion
In every street, her passion found,
The dancer twirls, the world around.
With graceful leaps, her spirit soars,
A dance that echoes, forever endures.
In moonlit nights and sunny rays,
You’ll find her joy in endless plays.
With every step, she paints the air,
A love for dance, beyond compare.
Courage’s Light
Each day I rise with courage strong,
Facing the world, where I belong.
Through ups and downs, I stand tall,
Braving the moments, I won’t fall.
With every challenge, I find my way,
Fighting through colors of night and day.
Courage within, like a light so bright,
Guiding me forward, through every fight.
Breaking the Routine
Every day is the same,
Nothing new, just a frame.
In routines, we find our way,
Yet within, sparks long to play.
Everyday moments softly blend,
Time drifts on, around the bend.
In the silence, dreams may bloom,
Breaking free from this dull room.
Middle-Aged Reflections
In the middle-aged days, life starts to slow,
With wisdom and laughter in the moments we sow.
Dreams once so bright now have softened their glow,
Yet love and memories continue to grow.
We cherish the times, both the highs and the lows,
Finding joy in the journey, as our story flows.
With every grey hair, new stories unfold,
In the middle-aged chapter, life’s treasures are told.
Weight of Vigilance
In your mind, you stay on guard,
A watchful heart, it feels so hard.
You’ve learned to trust no one at all,
But with this weight, you’re bound to fall.
Always ready, always wise,
Yet peace can fade, like distant skies.
To live in fear, it takes a toll,
When watching close, you lose your soul.
Nature’s Whispers
In the sky, the clouds drift slow,
The sunlight peeks, then starts to glow.
A chance of rain, a chance of cheer,
Nature’s whispers, loud and clear.
The forecast changes, day by day,
Sometimes stormy, sometimes play.
Yet through it all, we find our way,
Embracing each new dawn’s display.
So let the winds and weather flow,
With open hearts, we’ll bravely grow.
No matter what tomorrow brings,
In every forecast, joy still sings.
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