Better to trip with feet than with the tongue, Better be doing all of what you preach, Tales of deeds for centuries are sung, Guiding
Category: PenMuse-26
Anonymous Breeze
Ubiquitously loafed tickling and tingling In tranquility and salvation at ease A gratuitous soul,bouncing An inherent reckless breeze No place to dwell wandered unfettered. Elusive
Gratitude to Thee
To Thee I owe this promising new dayHe, who absolved me of my flaws; my sinsMy hand He held, and showed me a new wayThe
Heaven on Earth
Oh! What beauty I see My vision exhilarates at the sights The lush green amidst the pine tree Mountain engulfed in sheets of whites The
Blank Pages
Rummaging through the strewn faded pages Of jumbled life, with waning sanity Every day a struggle, to recall names and faces, Often lost in familiar
The Other Side
Will we learn what is on the other side? What awaits us when we leave this world? Will I land up in underworld with a
My Wanderlust Ink
As my wanderlust ink runs wild to kiss The ruffling parchment waiting to embrace The words do spill never a chance to miss To win
The Saviors
For the body that enters in Cape, Sigh the two souls, Another day and a narrow escape, As a pearl from eyes rolls. The sniffles
Bewilderment
Such a bewildering prompt, can I write? Let me think and jot down my ideas abound. You can see, I’m no exceptional wright. When I
The Rippling Waves of Life
Should not one learn to ride the rippling waves? Keep one’s poise in storm and silence. It thunders, rumbles, and roars like a beast, But
When Intent Win Over Soul
When evolvement of life swam to the shore, Lord proposed to endow land with riches. He tooled every ledge of land and sea core And
Seeds of Kindness
Were you to walk through a trampled garden, Would you care enough to stop, Pick up the fallen branches flower laden, Moisten the withered petals
Shall Resurrect
The day you left me alone in the world Rejoiced my heart, heaved a sigh of relief Torment ended, from abuses you hurled A broken
Entrapment
My eyes incessantly craved for thine eyes, Day after day I became trapped in thee, My hopeless heart believed thy cloying lies, A realm beyond
My True Love
I long for you to come and sit with me, I yearn for your soft touch and warm embrace, Your pretty almond eyes- I long
Golden Flowers of Contentment
I saw golden flowers of contentment A small garland was made for special jewels My heart and breath got a new enchantment Despite all turbulence
Assemblage of Memoirs
Photographs, an assemblage of memoirs Forgotten moments and words unspoken Evoking emotions often etched with scars That leave behind dreams completely broken Each photograph has
In the Stillness of the Night
Only the moon was the witness that night As the two lovers embraced each other Their countenance displayed a glimpse of fright Their love still
The Old Year
I don’t want the old year to end so fast So many lessons yet to be learnt But the month of December all ready to