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Unread Words, Unspoken Love


I reach for you in spaces unseen,  
where silence lingers too long,  
where love waits on the other side
of unread words.  

I do not wish to chase,  
only to be held in thought,  
to be known in the quiet  
before doubt arrives.  

You are the one my heart calls for,  
not the love I lost,  
but the love that found me.  
Yet in the pause between us,  
I wonder—  
do you still hear my name  
the way I whisper yours?  

I would wait,  
even past the fading light,  
even past the days that stretch too far,  
for you, for the ending where love remains.  
Yet you do not see it,  
do not know that my heart has already chosen—  
and that choice is you.  

 ~ €mpêråtrïzV

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God's Children: The Reflection of His Divine Beauty

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A cradle of stars, 
Each child glows in holy light--
Heaven's breath on earth,

Laughter like rivers,
Flowing through valleys of grace--
God's children rejoice.

Bound by His whisper, 
Hands of faith weave purest love--
Eternal family.

Each heart a mirror, 
Reflecting the Maker's joy--
His image, alive.

Children of the King, 
Their song lifts the weary soul--
A hymn to the skies.

~ €mpêråtrïzV

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Reflections of Divine Beauty

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Upon the heavens, His glory shines,  
In the dance of stars, the grand design.  
Mountains rise, and rivers flow,  
A masterpiece, His love to show.  

The whispering winds through ancient trees,  
The tender song of the ocean breeze.  
Each blossom bright, a gift divine,  
Each creature's breath, His love's design.  

The sun that kisses dawn's embrace,  
The moon that guards the night with grace.  
In every hue the sky bestows,  
His boundless heart forever shows.  

Though mortal eyes can scarce perceive,  
The depth of love we can believe.  
For in His hands, the cosmos gleam,  
And we are cradled in His dream.  

Oh, mighty Lord, Creator kind,  
With endless love, Your soul we find.  
In all we see, Your greatness reigns,  
Forever sung in soft refrains.  

  ~ €mpêråtrïzV

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The Twilight's Whispers


A single tree stands solemn in the fading light,  
Its branches weave stories in the velvet night.  
Pink and purple hues embrace the sky,  
As twilight whispers its soft goodbye.  

The waters below, a mirror of dreams,  
Reflecting heaven's gentle streams.  
Each ripple tells secrets, muted, deep,  
Where the day's last echoes quietly sleep.  

Shadows stretch, the stars alight,  
A dance begins to welcome night.  
In nature's quiet, peace takes its throne,  
And the earth hums softly, alone.  

Beneath the canopy, stillness unfolds,  
A sanctuary where life's beauty molds.  
The gentle breeze carries forgotten tunes,  
Through starlit skies and silver moons.  

The whispers of dusk, they linger and play,  
A soft hymn to cradle the close of day.  
And as the night claims its silent reign,  
Dreams arise, unbound by earthly chain.  

 ~ €mpêråtrïzV

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The Bridge Made of Words

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Between distant shores and fractured lands,  
A bridge arises, built by unseen hands.  
No stone, no steel, no timber in sight,  
But verses woven, glowing with light.  

Each word a thread, delicate yet strong,  
Binding together where hearts belong.  
In languages varied, in voices unique,  
Peace finds its echo, inclusion speaks.  

The rhyme softens the clash of the tide,  
Drawing together those worlds that divide.  
Through metaphors, truths quietly unfold,  
Uniting the weary, the timid, the bold.  

Poetry, the bridge where all may meet,  
Crossing divides with rhythmic feet.  
Its span—endless, its essence pure,  
A refuge of hope, where love may endure.  

Let the ink flow, let the stanzas sing,  
Let the bridge carry the world's healing spring.  
For poetry, a bond that none can sever,  
A bridge to peace, forever and ever.

~ €mpêråtrïzV

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