Secrets Poems
Reverie
by Aditi Hayaran
No one can actually hear the whispers
that echo through the room.
They would understand only if they listened to the reverie you share with the moon.
-Aditi Hayaran (Larkspur)
Phoenician Sands
by Darris van-Hoxen
Do you feel what I feel .
It may be close
similar
but impossible
to look into the
dead poets of
centuries' passing
time included was
claimed
an alphabet
......
Vrouwen in de nacht
by Mario Odekerken
Onder lantaarns,waar het licht
hun schaduwen lang en zacht maakt,
lopen vrouwen in de nacht,
hun stilte vol verhalen.
Hun hakken tikken op het natte steen,
als klokslagen van een verborgen tijd.
Ze dragen dromen in hun ogen,
maar niemand leest wat daar geschreven staat.
......
Women in the night
by Mario Odekerken
Beneath the lanterns, where the light
stretches their shadows soft and thin,
walk women through the quiet night,
their silence heavy with untold tales.
Their heels strike whispers on the wet stone,
like secret clockbeats of another time.
They carry dreams behind their eyes,
but no one reads the words inside.
......
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Continue readingWomen in the night
by Mario Odekerken
Beneath the lanterns, where the light
stretches their shadows soft and thin,
walk women through the quiet night,
their silence heavy with untold tales.
Their heels strike whispers on the wet stone,
like secret clockbeats of another time.
They carry dreams behind their eyes,
but no one reads the words inside.
......
Vrouwen in de nacht
by Mario Odekerken
Onder lantaarns,waar het licht
hun schaduwen lang en zacht maakt,
lopen vrouwen in de nacht,
hun stilte vol verhalen.
Hun hakken tikken op het natte steen,
als klokslagen van een verborgen tijd.
Ze dragen dromen in hun ogen,
maar niemand leest wat daar geschreven staat.
......
Phoenician Sands
by Darris van-Hoxen
Do you feel what I feel .
It may be close
similar
but impossible
to look into the
dead poets of
centuries' passing
time included was
claimed
an alphabet
......
000
by aaa bcc000
Continue readingReverie
by Aditi Hayaran
No one can actually hear the whispers
that echo through the room.
They would understand only if they listened to the reverie you share with the moon.
-Aditi Hayaran (Larkspur)
