Poems from Zara29
The eyes are the window to the soul
But what happens when the soul no longer shines through?
The windows are barred,
The glass is shadowed...
You hear her silent callAnd feel her gentle pullSo calm and mellowLike a light breezeOr a little ray of sunshineNature is beautyAnd true...
Under The Lightening Border
Quiet as a Mirror of Lavender
A whirl of hope is a joke
In his song of songs
Quiet is the song he sings
Under...
The words are there In the back of my mind
Buzzing like bees And so I take the time
The time to appreciate the good and the bad
The time to...
Sadness
It creeps in quiet and slow
like a shadow and takes over
until all that's left is a shadow
of memories past