249 Results with the "Poetry" genre


    • VERSE: THE ANGEL’S STORY Cover
      by LovelyMay The Angel’s Story begins on a cold Christmas night, where the streets glimmer under festive lights and joyful sounds echo through the air. Yet not every home mirrors the celebration outside. In a house filled with beauty and wealth, a quiet sorrow unfolds. A child, pale and weak, lies wrapped in blankets, fighting an illness no riches could heal. His mother, broken with worry, stays close, reading to him and singing softly, her voice holding more love than hope. She watches each breath with trembling…
    • VERSE: REST AT EVENING Cover
      by LovelyMay Rest at Evening unfolds gently, inviting the reader to consider not just the end of life, but the calm that follows a day well spent. It does not fear the end but greets it like twilight welcomes night—softly, with acceptance. As life’s momentum slows, the noise that once filled every hour fades into stillness. Familiar duties, long carried with conviction, fall away one by one until only silence remains. That silence does not feel empty but full—brimming with quiet meaning and a release from strain.…
    • VERSE: MY JOURNAL Cover
      by LovelyMay My Journal begins in the low light of a weary evening, as the speaker lifts a forgotten volume, cloaked in dust and time. Its metal clasps open reluctantly, revealing yellowed pages softened by age and sorrow. There is no ceremony, only the slow unfolding of memories that speak louder than the quiet room around them. The journal, once filled with promise and fresh ink, now reads like a map of a life both imagined and endured. Dreams once written with bold certainty now seem distant, not gone, but weathered…
    • VERSE: HOMEWARD BOUND Cover
      by LovelyMay Homeward Bound captures not just a journey across seas, but a deeper voyage through pain, endurance, and unshakable memory. The story unfolds with a storm that shattered the sailor’s ship near Algiers, throwing him into peril. While many experienced men succumbed to fear or fate, he clung to hope, driven by love for his family waiting in England. The wreck was only the beginning. Washed ashore, he faced a crueler storm—captivity under the Barbary Moors. Days blurred into years, and yet, even in chains,…
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      VERSE: GRIEF

      VERSE: GRIEF Cover
      by LovelyMay Grief arrives not with warning but with weight, pressing into the life of the narrator like a silent, ancient force. It is not a visitor—it is a presence, both cold and constant, that claims space within the soul. Wherever there is warmth, it steps in to dim the light. Moments of laughter fade under its shadow, and joy becomes brittle, as if it were never meant to stay. The poem presents this emotion not as a passing storm but as a pale sentinel, always nearby, always watching. In every quiet moment, its…
    • VERSE: GOLDEN WORDS Cover
      by LovelyMay Golden Words speaks not just to poetry lovers but to anyone who has ever felt the weight of a promise or the sting of a misused phrase. Right at the heart of the poem lies the belief that language, when overused or applied thoughtlessly, loses the gravity it was meant to hold. Some words carry more than meaning—they carry legacy, memory, and a sense of duty. In the modern rush of conversation, words like “Love” and “Honour” are often thrown around like confetti, sparkling briefly but quickly…
    • VERSE: GOD’S GIFTS Cover
      by LovelyMay God's Gifts opens with a quiet, solemn truth. When a soul is entrusted to the world—pure, delicate, and unknown—its future is shaped less by fate and more by how it is received. The poem explores this delicate dance between divine intention and human response. In the first tale, a child is brought into the world, faultless and new, yet burdened immediately by society’s neglect. No kindness is offered. Instead, judgment, poverty, and shame shape his earliest days. His growth is surrounded not by…
    • VERSE: GIVE ME THY HEART Cover
      by LovelyMay Give Me Thy Heart begins not in grand ritual but in the soft quiet that follows—a silence filled with questions, weight, and unseen grace. As the last of the congregation faded into the night, the dimmed church stood like a vessel of waiting. There, knelt in the shadows, a woman remained alone, wrapped not in robes but in reflection. Her lips moved in prayer, not rehearsed but real—pleas born from fatigue, effort, and aching honesty. She had given so much already: her time, her comfort, her joy in…
    • VERSE: A TOMB IN GHENT Cover
      by LovelyMay A Tomb in Ghent opens with quiet reverence, centered on a young English girl whose presence in the streets of Ghent is marked by a voice that seems older than her years. Her steps are light, but the songs she carries—laced with harmonies echoing Palestrina’s sacred austerity and Scarlatti’s refined passion—speak of something ancestral, something enduring. These melodies are not just a pastime; they are the soul’s inheritance passed from voices long stilled. They seem to belong more to the…
    • VERSE: A PARTING Cover
      by LovelyMay A Parting opens not with anger or sorrow but with a calm, reflective voice that offers thanks instead of blame. The speaker has moved past the pain and now sees their former relationship as something meaningful, even if it ended in disappointment. Gratitude is expressed not just for the joy once shared, but also for the lessons that followed. There’s a deep acknowledgment of how love once lit up their life, not like a flicker but like a radiant flame that warmed their days and shaped their hopes. That…
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