[tabby title="Poem"] Faces of the living,Hearts of the troubled,Minds of the sojourner,Tomorrow is a meadow filled with hidden shadows. Living in a new day,Continuing in the old ways,Light enters the room, illuminating everything,But twilight soon sculpts its own. The mirror...

[tabby title="Poem"] Bright midnight,Tranquil moment,Unveiling mysteries,The unseen is known,There’s a deluge of the unheard. [tabby title="Poet Bio"] Thompson Emate spends his leisure time on creative writing, particularly poetry and prose. He has a deep love for nature and the arts....

[tabby title="Poem"] Children will always remember the void,They will always recall the hands that couldn’t embrace them.They will always remember the troubles that nightfall brings,And the darkness that invades their slumber.They will always remember the stranger who masqueraded as a...

[tabby title="Poem"] Walls that evoke nightmares,A home for dark paths,Shelter for the strange,Space for encroaching shadows. A door opens to the night,A path emerges for the eerie,An encounter with the hidden awaits,There is both emergence and engagement. Slumber for the...

[tabby title="Poem"] Flowers for a new day,Flowers for a fresh start,I’m embracing a new beginning,A way of winning. Flowers of spring,A blooming garden,The joy of my mother’s heart,She sings a new song. Flowers for tomorrow,Yesterday was a withered meadow,Days and...