Savva Emanon

In shadows cast by time's relentless hand,
Where whispers of the past and future blend,
I tread a path few hearts can understand,
In solitude, where weary spirits mend.
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A love so deep, the universe cannot contain,
In realms where stars and galaxies remain.
Beyond the stretch of time, in endless night,
It shimmers like the moon's eternal light.
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In shadows cast by judgments, walk unshaken,
For whispers of others hold no claim on thee.
Be the wellspring where your joy awakens,
A lighthouse steadfast by your own decree.
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In the quiet of twilight, when thoughts softly stray,
I find myself often in a curious delay.
The train of my musings, swift and free,
Embarks on its journey, sometimes without me.
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In a world so vast and yet so solitary,
Where shadows stretch and echoes tarry,
Sometimes all we truly need, it seems,
Is one person to anchor our dreams.
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(Inspired by Ralph Waldo Emerson's words)

Write it on your heart, a golden decree,
Each day a jewel, let it glimmer free.
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I have walked through evenings bent with silence,
where the hush of the streetlamp hums my name,
a hero, perhaps, in the whisper of one,
a villain in the frown of another.
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Awake, dear soul, as the dawn softly calls,
Through the veil of the night, the light gently falls.
With whispers of purpose, the morning begins,
A sacred refrain from the depths within.
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When the weight of the world wraps tight round your chest,
And the days blur with ache, with no time to rest.
When the mind is a maze, and the breath feels thin,
And life drums too loud beneath trembling skin.
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I do not know what waits beyond
This pale horizon's shifting seam,
The road is fog, the stars are gone,
Yet still I follow some old dream.
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In the heart's quiet chambers lies,
A force unseen by worldly eyes,
An ember burning deep and bright,
Guiding souls through darkest night.
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In the tapestry of time, our hands are threads,
Intertwined in moments, where destiny is led.
We weave with hope, in colours bold and bright,
Yet some designs are hidden from our sight.
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In a foggy realm where shadows drift and wane,
A mind is lost, a heart entwined with pain.
Confusion swirls like mist upon the sea,
A melancholic waltz in a minor key.
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In the tapestry of life, threads intertwine,
Unseen patterns emerge, by a hand divine.
Everything aligns, in a dance so grand,
Guided by whispers, a celestial band.
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In the quiet dawn, where shadows fade,
A warrior stands, with sword unmade,
Not on the fields where battles cry,
But in the heart, where secrets lie.
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A sadness, deep, upon our shoulders pressed,
A weight that bends the spirit's lofty flight,
Debilitating, in our hearts confessed,
A shadow veiling every morning light.
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In the garden of my heart, a bloom so rare,
The love of my life, a woman beyond compare.
She weaves the fabric of my dreams with care,
Her touch a whisper, her presence a prayer.
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In a world where whispers often sting the soul,
Where judgments cloud the skies and thunder rolls,
They see your starts, the countless paths anew,
Yet fail to glimpse the strength that carries you.
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In a world where riches gleam like gold,
True wealth is found in stories told.
Happiness is the treasure rare,
A jewel beyond compare.
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In the hush of dawn, where shadows weave,
A silent seed, the earth does cleave.
No fanfare marks its tender rise,
Yet there it blooms beneath the skies.
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