Look, there’s a promise in the sky,not written, but whispered by the wind,“The war will end.”And do you see the fields, once scarred,now whispering back, “We will mend”?The night’s been long, too long,filled with shadows, not stars.But mornings come, don’t they?Even after the darkest nights,mornings always find a way.We’ve dreamt of peace, you and I,in…
We met at the café down the street,Cracked windows mended.Coffee still a luxury,Pastries bearing history.”You look different,” you said,No mirror in your eyes.”The world does too,” I replied,Buildings proud yet scarred.We talked about bread, the new mayor,Silence now a new language.”I missed this,” you whispered,Words might fracture our peace.”Yeah, me too,” I admitted,Finding solace in…
Cold War Chill winds, unseen battles soar,Over lands, silent, fierce rapport.Lingering stares, a world divided,Distrust sown, peace uninvited.Warriors of shadows, dance in the dark,Armies of ideologies leave their mark.Rivals in silence, a globe in suspense. Meaning This acrostic poem on “Cold War” encapsulates the essence of an era marked by intense rivalry and tension between…
Shadows of a Silent War In the chill of muted dread,Two giants stood, veiled threats said.Not a sound in the frigid air,Only silent gazes, heavy and bare.Echoes of a war not fought,Battles of the mind, intensely wrought.Ideologies clashing without a blade,A world on edge, deeply afraid.In the gloom of suspicion’s night,Trust eroded, out of sight.Secrets…
Echoes of Monsoon Rice paddies whisper silent tales,Boots sink in mud, leaving trails.Gunpowder scents the humid air,Letters home, filled with despair.Jungles echo with unnamed fears,Monsoons wash away soldiers’ tears.Nights ablaze with firefly lights,Days blur in a haze of fights.Brothers in arms, bound by fate,Marching through the heavy gate.Shadows dance in the moon’s soft glow,Lost in…
Shadows of Division Beneath a gray, foreboding sky,Brothers in arms, now foes, defy.Fields once green, with blood are stained,Echoes of cannon, grief unfeigned.Freedom’s cry, a double-edged sword,Tears through the land, discord accorded.A nation divided, a home torn apart,Where unity ends, and sorrows start.The battle rages, day and night,Hope and despair, in endless fight.Silent prayers amidst…
Ode to the Fallen Titan Once a titan, bold and bright,Ruled the courts from day to night.With a leap, he claimed the sky,In a blink, he soared so high.Arms outstretched, a fleeting flight,Echoes still, in dim twilight.Shadows cast by setting sun,Speak of battles fought and won.Now he walks, where legends fade,Yet his glory casts no…
Sonnet: The Court’s Call Upon this court, where dreams and daylight meet,The bounce of ball, a drummer’s steady beat.Players weave, with hopes and futures bright,In shadows long, beneath the floodlit night.The net’s soft swish, a siren’s song so sweet,Each leap and dive, where air and ambition greet.A sphere in flight, arcs like a comet’s trail,In…
Dribbles and Dreams On this canvas of courts,where dribbles sketch futuresand sneakers screech tales of hope,dreams bounce in rhythm with the ball.”See that rim?” you say,eyes alight, “It’s not just metal and net,but a hoop where aspirations swirl,a testament to trials, triumphs.”We laugh over missed shots,celebrate the swishes,our conversation a back-and-forth pass,each word a dribble…
Glowing dots dance at dusk,Between leaves, a silent trust.Tiny lanterns, softly lit,In the garden, they flit.Amidst shadows, they weave tales,Under moonlight, their glow prevails.Not a sound from their flight,Just flickers in the night.Each a spark of fleeting light,In their dance, my worries take flight.In darkness, they carve hope,A nocturnal kaleidoscope. Meaning This poem captures the…
