Sunrise 🌅 [A poem by Phanuel Ayelum]

The city is awakening The sound of early vehicles echoes across the streets The sun is rising School children already up on their feet At sunrise The sun beams a golden trail on the cold misty road Fine beams flash through the woods Such a beauty to behold Everything is as it should At sunrise

Perceive Beauty

Every once in a while, It’s only healthy; To visualize the world around you, And perceive beauty. To stand in front of your mirror And feel sexy. Listen to music, Achieve inner peace and tranquility, And perceive beauty. To gain an appreciation For Mother Nature; Maybe that way, We may ease our destruction On poor

Broaden Horizons!

Look, see; Broaden horizons. Behold, much to be done. Notice, the rising sun. It’s now day time, Live to your final rhyme. Glance, witness; Broaden horizons. Sight all that you could become, Blink away the tears of yesterday’s pain, it is done. Today we can start anew Broaden our horizons, behold the view. Observe, perceive;

Great things start with coffee (#Coffee up)

Wake up, Breathe, Realise there is much to breathe for. Get up, Step out, And in the moment that you are out that door, Smile. Uphold yourself in glamour, Freshen up, Recognize your beauty past looking glass in the mirror, And now, Yeap, you guessed it, #Coffee up Ahh! The energy, The drive, The poetry,

A love unspoken of

When I first fell off my bike, Your hand was there to ease the pain. And that time I got stuck in the chimney, There you were again! I also had that incident with the grilled door, Only God knows how I got my head in there. But alike so many times before, My self

Let’s make things write!

I still want to write, The day may be over, but young is the night So then the pleasure is infinite So much that I may just write about it I still want write To lay down the difference between black and white Illuminate it all in written thought Find the joy that I’ve all

The beauty in poetry

Writing is artistic. This simple phrase is what drives the written studios family. Writing is awesome and amazing. Poetry is only but a blade of grass in this diverse field of written art. Poetry however has this distinctive touch that makes it drive thoughts in one’s own mind. Thoughts that very often wouldn’t be triggered

The Journey Begins

Thanks for joining me! Good company in a journey makes the way seem shorter. — Izaak Walton