Magma swells inside.
Lava spurts like resentment.
Anger never cools.
To express something in short, while many words specifically remain unsaid fascinated me to delve deeper into poetry. Needless to say of all the forms of poetry, haiku and tanka have an everlasting appeal as it throws the reader into a world of thought which furthermore expands the reader's imagination.
Soft wings brush the breeze,
clouds drift in a tender dance.
Hearts bloom like bird’s song.
Love shifts as seasons unfold,
joy soars in nature’s embrace.
Soft winds do whisper,
Seasons dance is eternal.
Time's gentle embrace,
The leaves fall, then bloom again,
Nature's endless cycle sings.
Whispered hearts align,
Soul's sacred dance softly blooms,
Love's eternal light,
Guides spirits through endless skies,
Harmony in every breath.
Beneath our soft stars,
whispers trace the soul's outline -
your heart’s steady flame,
guiding me through shadows deep,
I stand strong in love’s clear dawn.