Courage’s Call

What makes you nervous? In the dark of night, when shadows loom,And fears arise like a gathering gloom,When doubts assail and worries press,And nerves betray, causing distress. In these moments of uncertainty,Where anxious thoughts hold sovereignty,Remember this: you’re not alone,Courage resides within your own. For every fear has its eclipse,And every doubt can find its

My Mom, My Guide

Who was your most influential teacher? Why? With gentle hands and a loving heart,You taught me all life’s wondrous art.From stumbles small to victories won,Your wisdom led me, my guiding sun. You built my wings, you showed me how to fly,To chase the dreams that filled my sky.With patience endless and a love so true,You

Echoes of the Infinite Mind

What activities do you lose yourself in? In realms of thought, I wander free,Lost in the depths of reverie.Within the pages of a book,Or by a babbling brook,I lose myself in tales untold,In worlds of wonder, new and old. In art’s embrace, my spirit soars,Painting skies and ocean shores.With brush in hand, I dance with

Whispers of Fate

Do you believe in fate/destiny? In the swirling dance of time’s embrace,Fate’s unseen hand weaves strands of grace.Destiny’s whispers, both near and far,Guide the course of every wandering star. In the tapestry of life, threads entwine,Paths diverge, yet destinies align.Through twists and turns, we journey on,Seeking solace till our days are gone. Yet fate, a

Echoes of Eternity

In fields of green where dreams take flight,Beneath the stars that gleam at night,There lies a world of endless grace,Where time and space in dance embrace. The whispers of the wind do tellOf tales untold, of hopes that swell,Through meadows wide and oceans deep,In every heart, a secret keep. The moon above, a gentle guide,Through

Whispers in the Meadow

In yonder fields where shadows play,‘Neath skies of gray, in dusk’s array,Where whispers wend through misty glen,And echoes linger, lost in pen. A maiden fair, with eyes of dew,In silken gown, of azure hue,Doth roam the meadow, lone and still,With heart that longs, yet fears to thrill. For in her breast, a yearning sigh,Beneath the

Guiding Light

In the vast ocean of life, navigate with care,Amidst waves of joy and storms of despair.Hold fast to hope, let love be your guide,Through trials and triumphs, let faith reside.

Echoes of Passions: A Journey Through Outgrown Hobbies

Are there any activities or hobbies you’ve outgrown or lost interest in over time? In youth’s embrace, I danced with glee,In melodies of hobbies, wild and free.But as the years unfurled their wings,Some passions faded, lost their rings. The canvas once alive with hues,Now gathers dust, unused, recluse.A brush once wielded with fervent stroke,Now lays

Crests of Golden Petals

In the cradle of earth, a seed finds its rest,Awaiting the kiss of dawn’s soft caress.From humble beginnings, a journey unfurls,As life’s tapestry weaves and whirls. Beneath the azure canopy, it stirs and wakes,A symphony of life, a dance it takes.With tender tendrils, it seeks the light,In nature’s embrace, it takes its flight. Oh, the

Whispers of the Shameplant: A Love’s Tender Bloom

In fields of verdant hue, where wildflowers bloom,There dances a beauty, dispelling gloom.With leaves that tremble at the lightest touch,The shameplant whispers secrets, oh so much. In shy embrace, it hides its blushing face,Yet spreads its tendrils with such gentle grace.Like love’s first blush upon a maiden’s cheek,Its delicate tendrils, oh so meek. In every

Harmony Unveiled: The Elegance of Human Values

The most important invention in your lifetime is… In the grand mosaic of time, where inventions gleam,One surpasses all, like a radiant dream.Not born of metal or circuit’s glow,But in the hearts of humans, it does bestow. Values, intangible, yet profoundly grand,Crafted by souls, across the land.Compassion’s gentle touch, empathy’s grace,An ode to humanity’s noble

Embracing Fear: A Journey of Light

What’s the thing you’re most scared to do? What would it take to get you to do it? In shadows deep, where fears reside,A whisper echoes, softly sighed.Yet in the darkness, a spark ignites,Guiding me through uncertain nights. With trembling hands and quivering breath,I step forward, defying death.For in the face of fear, I find

The Whispering Shadows

In the shadowed depths of midnight’s shroud,Where whispers linger, hauntingly loud.Beneath the boughs of ancient trees,Lies secrets whispered by the breeze. The moon, a ghostly specter’s gaze,Casts pallid light through misty haze.Upon the gravestones, mossy veiled,The tales of lost souls, forever wailed. A solitary figure, cloaked in black,Treads softly on the moonlit track.With eyes that

Echoes of Gratitude

What do you complain about the most? In fields of bliss, my mind does roam,Where troubles fade, and joy finds home.No room for woes, no space for pain,In this realm where peace doth reign. The sunbeams dance, the flowers sway,In melodies of a brighter day.Each breath I take, a gift divine,In this sacred place, all

Autumn’s Embrace

Soft breeze whispers trees,Golden leaves dance in the light,Autumn’s embrace sings.