How poetic can you be? Write a short poem about what you see

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Love it Jackie

It has been a year

He came to the lakes to find peace

An inner peace, he did seek

He stands tall and proud, conveying a strength to anyone around

Yet he feels a loneliness, it echo's in the surrounds

It has been a year

He's going to need longer, it's going to take a while

He can't shake her beautiful smile

He can't forget her perfect ways

It has been a year

He'll be back again for her spirit is in the sky, the water the land

In-fact her spirit is right where he stands

It's been a year but he k nows he will be coming here for life, always missing his beautiful wife

@ladyreck67

Thank u. N sorry it's my fault... 😛 Next time I ll provide translation too.

I want to scream. I want to change this nightmare,

I want a beautiful dream like we once shared.💓💓💓

Durvesh. Sorry had to use google translator and I am not sure if it works that well.

Wonderfully written Tanya

Wow Samantha. Inner peace

Sorry Samantha. Had a busy weekend. There it is.

Goodbye

Breathe. Just breathe. There is no other way,

To get myself through the lonely day.

In my own world I exist in a daze,

My mind is foggy drifting in a haze.

So broken, my heart holds a weakened beat,

And all my memories are stuck on repeat.

Over and over what once was, will never again be,

Oh, how those happy visions now taunt me.

I want to scream. I want to change this nightmare,

I want a beautiful dream like we once shared.

I cannot follow you my love. You are far beyond my touch,

I still live, but baby I miss you so much.

The ocean calls the waves caution steady,

No. Do not do it. I know, that I am not ready.

I have to set your memory free, I have to say goodbye,

Just remember my love for you would never die.

© Cynthia Clark

Poem named "Oh my dear Sky"

Bearers of tragedy, cusp of the universe

"Oh my dear Sky", your presences makes everything else perverse

It's 5am in the morning and the world is in slumber

But I chose to breath your fragrance, feel your heart; Agog by your vastness "how beautiful you are!" I wonder

I am an army man back home for a week

I have no idea may be tomorrow when I grow old I lose my strength, destroy my physique and be called a meek

At 7 once I reach home, I will rever in my passtime, my son would be my partner in crime

Squashing tennis together under the sun, "Oh my dear sky"I am kept reminded of how closely my son resembles me,how jaunty just like me he becomes listening to the series of bedtime rhymes

"Oh my dear Sky"now I hear the thunderous roar piercing out from your heart, clouds make you appear so vast

But before you rain,wait, "Oh dear cloud" tell me how do you appear to float with ease, for you contain a millions of tons of water of rain that will give birth to petrichor : that stagnated breeze

Nailed it Samantha ☓

निकला हूँ तन्हा राही अकेला

सब आफ़तों पर अहसान हूँ मैं

सोचा था दुनिया कितनी हसीं है

नजदीक जाकर हैरान हूँ मैं

कैसे सितम ये करती है दुनिया

था रेत पर अब चट्टान हूँ मैं

रोया बहुत मैं देखी अकूबत

ज़ालिम जहाँ की मुस्कान हूँ मैं

-दरवेश

This is what I see around me... Social system...

Thank you very much Terrence