Writing with emotions

In the ink of love, the pen gently flows,

A symphony of emotions, the heart bestows.

Words woven with care, from depths within,

A tale of love, where sincerity begins.

Not seeking praise, nor fortune's embrace,

But to share the beauty, in every space.

With each stroke of the pen, a piece of the soul,

A gift to the world, to make it whole.

Feelings unfurl, like petals in bloom,

In the garden of verse, love finds its room.

A dance of emotions, in the poet's embrace,

Capturing moments, with delicate grace.

No greed for applause, no hunger for fame,

Just love's pure essence, like a flickering flame.

In every line, a treasure to behold,

A glimpse into hearts, unbound and bold.

It's not about glory, nor the laurels we gain,

But the connection we forge, in joy and pain.

For love is the muse, the guiding light,

In the realm of writing, it shines so bright.

With love as our compass, our words take flight,

Guiding us through darkness, into the light.

In the tapestry of life, love's threads entwine,

In writing with love, our souls align.

Silence

 Silence

In the realm of whispers, silence reigns supreme,

A tranquil haven where dreams softly gleam.

Beneath the canopy of stillness, words dissolve,

In the gentle embrace where solace evolves.

Silence, the symphony of unspoken grace,

In its depths, souls find a sacred space.

Amidst the chaos, it holds profound power,

A tranquil refuge in every hour.

In the quietude, secrets gently unfold,

Revealing truths that words cannot hold.

A language of the heart, it speaks volumes untold,

In the hush of twilight, its mysteries enfold.

In the void of noise, wisdom is found,

In the silence, echoes of peace resound.

It whispers tales of serenity and rest,

Cradling weary souls on its gentle breast.

Silence, the canvas where thoughts take flight,

In its embrace, souls find respite.

In the symphony of stillness, hearts entwine,

Finding solace in the quiet divine.

Your inner self

 Your inner self

Deep within the chambers of the soul's domain,

Resides the essence, untouched by worldly stain.

A silent witness to life's tumultuous sea,

The inner self, where truest treasures flee.

In the quiet sanctum of introspection's gaze,

Lies the source of wisdom, where truth stays.

A mirror reflecting the depths of being,

Unveiling layers, both sacred and freeing.

Through shadows and light, it journeys on,

Navigating the labyrinth, till the break of dawn.

In the whispers of conscience, it finds its voice,

Guiding the spirit, making conscious choice.

Here, authenticity reigns supreme,

In the sanctuary where dreams gleam.

Unveiling the layers, shedding disguise,

Embracing vulnerability, where honesty lies.

In the tapestry of thoughts, emotions entwine,

Echoing the melodies of the divine.

In the silent whispers and the gentle sway,

The inner self leads, lighting the way.

So honor the essence, the core within,

For there lies the sanctuary, where journeys begin.

In the depths of silence, find your true wealth,

Embrace the wisdom of your inner self.

Expectations

 Expectations

In the realm of dreams, expectations soar high,

Beneath the azure, where aspirations lie.

Whispers of hope paint futures bright,

Guiding our souls through the darkest night.

We weave our desires into threads of fate,

Crafting illusions, anticipating a date,

Where promises bloom in gardens unseen,

And realities blend with visions keen.

Yet expectations dance on fragile strings,

Balanced between joy and sorrow's wings.

For what we envision may stray afar,

Leaving behind a lingering scar.

In the tapestry of life, we trace each line,

Chasing the echoes of dreams divine.

But in the dance of destiny, twists abound,

Shaping our stories, where truths are found.

Expectations, both friend and foe,

Fueling our journey as we ebb and flow.

In the symphony of existence, they play their part,

Guiding the rhythm of the human heart.

So let us embrace the uncertain unknown,

For in its depths, our spirits are grown.

In the interplay of hope and reality's call,

We discover the beauty of standing tall.