Letters once scribed
By your hand, they won’t fade,
But my tears obscure the page.
In my sorrow and solitude,
As the day draws to a close,
Your vision haunts my mind.
I see your eyes, like pools of starlight,
Your smile, a radiant bloom.
Your touch, a gentle symphony,
Your voice, a soothing balm.
Oh, how I long to feel your embrace,
To hear your laughter in the air.
But for now, I cherish these inked memories,
A testament to our love, so rare.
Tag: balm
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Letters Once Inked
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The Beauty of Verbal Artistry
The Beauty of Verbal Artistry
In every word, a painting made,
With colors bold and hues so bright,
A world in motion, brought to life,
Through phrases crafted with such might.The beauty of verbal artistry,
Is like a symphony for the soul,
A balm to soothe the wounded heart,
And make a broken spirit whole.With every line, a story told,
With every verse, a song to sing,
The power of words, a force to behold,
The end to my pain, they bring.
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Time’s Tender Mercies
Time’s Tender Mercies
In the ebb and flow of life’s great tide,
Time’s tender mercies do abide,
A balm for wounds that run so deep,
And a salve for sorrows that weep.With gentle hands, it heals our pain,
And soothes our hearts to beat again,
It teaches us to let things go,
And find the peace that we don’t know.For time is kind, and ever true,
A friend to all, both me and you,
In its embrace, we find release,
And learn to live, with hearts at peace.
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Tranquil Thoughts
Tranquil Thoughts
In the midst of chaos and confusion
I find a place of peace and calm
Where I can breathe and meditate
And feel the soothing touch of balmThere I can rest and rejuvenate
And let go of all my worries and fears
There I can listen to my inner voice
And find the wisdom of the years
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