Classic poem of the day
Oh! had we some bright little isle of our own,
In a blue summer ocean, far off and alone,
Where a leaf never dies in the still blooming bowers,
And the bee banquets on thro' a whole year of flowers;
Where the sun loves to pause
With so fond a delay,
That the night only draws
A thin veil o'er the day;
Where simply to feel that we breathe, that we live,
Is worth the best joy that life elsewhere can give.
There, with souls ever ard......
Member poem of the day
The world was grey like a canvas washed with rain,
My spirit dampened, where joy was a distant flare.
Each step was a struggle, burdened by the strain
Of doubts and fears, a soul adrift in a nightmare.
But then a whisper as soft as summer breeze,
Stirred in the depths like a flicker of light.
And hope was a fragile seed, began to please,
Pushing through shadows, yearning for the bright.
Gone are the dark clouds that had me blind,
The sun breaks t...
