Voices, gliding like the verses
of the moon and sun,
In melodies that dance
upon the winds of time,
Their echoes whispering
secrets yet to be won,
With words that paint a canvas,
vivid and sublime.
A sonnet grand, in large
dimensions I shall weave,
To capture the essence of
these ethereal strains,
Like constellations in the
night's celestial eve,
Each syllable, a sparkling star
that forever reigns.
Oh, the voices! A symphony
of dreams untold,
Guiding hearts and souls to
realms unknown and vast,
Their harmonies a tapestry,
vibrant and bold,
Awakening the spirit
with the present's contrast.
So let us listen to the
voices that transcend,
And cherish every word,
for they shall never end.
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Author:
Dove (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: August 29th, 2023 21:33
- Comment from author about the poem: Best to all!
- Category: Fantasy
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Comments3
Good write Dove.
Awe, Thanks Orchidee!💓❤💕
Thanks again! 😁💗😁
Oh' if only ..
you make me hear them too ..
I feel so bloomin melancholy when you are off gallivanting ..
Come back Dove we need you and your ink here .. Neville 🤍
Awe, I'll do my best to come by more often Dear!
Neville, your poetry deserves my attention. Tis lovely to read your words indeed. Best to you!💗💗💗💗
So beautiful )) love your writing
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