The rain poured down in torrents, drumming against the windows as if trying to break through, while inside, I sat motionless, staring at the flickering candle that seemed to hold the last shred of warmth in the cold, silent room. Every drop felt like a heartbeat, a reminder that the world outside was still alive, even if everything inside felt like it had stopped.

First Poem:

You're "sixty-something" — who would have guessed?

You bloom like a morning in spring’s embrace.

In your eyes, there's fire, in your steps, a dance,

You’re like a light that inspires with grace.

The years have only added to your charm,

Tenderness and strength in perfect blend.

You know how to take life in your arms,

With wisdom in your heart at every bend.

You're in books, in sunsets, in warm smiles,

In every moment life creates anew.

And your age is just another chapter,

Where happiness is still waiting with you.

Second Poem:

In you, I see the wisdom and the peace,

Like a sea that breathes softly through the years.

In silence, you’re with me and above the world,

You understand everything—even when it’s not clear.

Your features are beautiful, like the dawn,

The warmth of your soul melts away the years.

You, like fine wine, only grow better with time,

More beautiful than anything in nature appears.

You are a bright evening, full of warm hues,

You are a gentle whisper in the web of days.

My love, without words and without a fuss,

Only your age will adorn you and make it stronger.

Third Poem:

Your years are not a burden but a treasure,

Like precious pearls hidden deep within.

You’ve become a wise book without a cover,

Where every moment is the light within my soul.

Your smile is a gentle breeze at sunset,

It will not fade in the shadows of dawn.

And in every glance of your embrace,

My love will bloom deeper with each passing day.

You are the mystery that brightens every evening,

Like stars illuminating the vast sky.

And in every word, in every gesture—so many meetings,

With every day, I fall more in love with you.

Fourth Poem:

Your eyes, like golden autumn,

Will warm with the light of eternal kindness.

And let the years quietly pass by —

You will always be the fullness of spring for me.

Your laughter is a melody in which

I seek a simple answer every day,

How can someone be so dear,

How to become the fate of yours forever?

I will seal your features in my heart,

Your soft voice — a gentle dream of the soul.

You are like the wind, fresh and boundless,

In my love, you will resolve all meanings.

Fifth Poem:

You are like the morning in my heart,

An embodiment of wisdom, light, and warmth.

With the years, you’ve only grown more tender,

In every glance of yours — a spring story.

Your experience is a treasure beyond measure,

You know how to find joy in simple life.

Your smile is a gift that can warm the heart,

You are the inspiration when the path is tough.

A woman who knows the value of dreams,

You are strong and gentle, like the sea at calm.

With you, I want to share all the joys of the day,

You are my compass, my eternal strength.

Victoria Lunar

I have heard about it,

in the streets,

and in that tale.

I might have even seen it,

in the square, or in that little restaurant

I visited in the capital.

But it does still feel like a myth,

could such a gorgeous jewel be that tangible?

Out there?

What did I see then?

A shadow in the night

creeping from far to near.

My weary eyes lie to my brain,

igniting with fear.

The thrumming spikes,

a hammer in my chest.

The creature looms closer,

keeping me from rest.

Shadowy hair, stiff as hay,

with lanky arms dragging low.

The creature is without a face,

and I am left with nowhere to go.

It comes close but does not walk,

phasing forward as it floats,

before disappearing inches away,

as if it were only a ghost.

How do I make this pain go away?

Its like I'm haunted by your ghost

Why do you haunt me, I did nothing to you

You treat me like a object

Trapped in your walls

Alcohol runs with blood

You cant tell me I'm trash when your worse

You remove my lungs and replace them with nothing

You make me live in a cage where oxygen is replaced with you

All I breathe in is you

I live in a world of fake

People who are true are considered dumb

I'm not dumb.

We're not dumb.

You are.

I'm sorry that you shattered long ago

But its time to move past it

Learn what's real in this world

Stop following fake

My life you took

And i will not stay

You stole my lights

You stole my heart

For i cannot see in the dark

You took that light

I barely had and was fallen

Without you in my path

Your in my shadows

Yet your not so near

For i will not be stolen from with him near.

The one who had some extra light

And actually put up fight

Now i have a working heart with some lights

Now its never night

But i will shed some light

The light that falls with my tears

The light ill never hold near

You placed my tears in a jar

Just so i wouldnt get far

You made me chase you till i couldnt anymore

And left me broken on the floor..

WifeyMaterial<33

cherry angeline, you run wild and free

you are not scared of what may be

of your life while you are growing up

because there is no reason for you to be stuck

dwelling on what you cannot control.

cherry angeline, don't look back

wishing to have kept all intact

or too far ahead at the horizon in view,

but keep your eyes up off your shoes

to stay in touch with your soul.

cherry angeline, you are all i want to be,

escaped the boundaries, full of glee

so, whenever you feel unlike yourself,

just come to me and i will help

you find yourself, the ultimate goal.