Digital art by @xpilar" Write a short poem about the picture and you will be rewarded"

in hive-185836 •  4 days ago 

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I'm not good at putting my own words/writing on my "digital art",
so I'd appreciate it if you could write a little poem about
the picture here in the comment field and I will reward you 😊

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  ·  4 days ago (edited)


La despedida


Tu partida hace que te extrañe aunque no me despida,
las despedidas duelen pero siembran esperanzas sin cobardía,
entregas tu luz tras las montañas cada día,
pero te sigues insinuando tras la Luna dando tu vida.

Luna quédate esta noche, hazme compañía,
mantén viva mi luz que ocultas tras una cortina,
soy tu árbol fiel testigo que no se olvida,
que implora tu resplandeciente amor cada día.

Me niego a morir sin antes verte en mi despedida,
ilumina mi alma, llena de vida con tu luz divina,
cada atardecer se adueña de mi la Luna que iluminas,
no puedo morir esperando tu regreso, ni tu despedida.


@stef1 @marito74 @wakeupkitty #poetry



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Muchas gracias por el apoyo...!

Feliz día.

The sky looks cool,
It is a privilege to watch the sunset,
The trees too have their way of appreciating the weather,
I love what I am seeing,
Maybe I will here tomorrow,
And many more tomorrow's to come.



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Y mirando aquí el ocaso
Sentada bajo el árbol
Recordando cada abrazo
Como si estuviera soñando
Tu besos y caricias
Tus susurros y apapachos
Mi vida está vacía
Cómo te extraño tanto
Parece que fue ayer
Cuando veníamos a este árbol
Ahora quisiera saber
Porque te fuiste de mi lado



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Muchas gracias por este gran apoyo brindado amigo @aneukpineung78

Have a great weekend, my friend.

Me quedé dormido
bajo el árbol
y bajo el cielo púrpura.
Mirando hacia la luna
me olvidé de la vida,
de mi agenda,
de las cosas pendientes.
Sonaban las hojas secas de las ramas
y silbaba el viento,
mientras un par de pájaros cantaban.
De tal modo se acabó mi día.

Twilight is approaching,
the moon in the distant sky,
It looks very sweet.
The branches of the tree are covered with magic.
The cool shade under the tree.

The moon glows behind the trees
With a very beautiful light
Though shrouded by clouds
it is golden in color

Yellowing leaves
Are not a sign
the end of his life's journey
But beauty by moonlight
A beautiful hill
Standing tall to greet
signaling that life
friendly nature

with a yellow hue
that is spread
like scattered gold
life that is getting more and more
waiting for the night
that accompanies beautiful dreams

The sky is beautiful, the wind is beautiful,
This nature is beautiful.
These plants are beautiful,
This moon is beautiful.
In this beautiful nature,
The mind wants to drown.

Haiku :

Golden leaves whisper,
Moonrise graces twilight's glow,
Peaceful waters dream.

  ·  4 days ago (edited)

The sky is bright, the leaves are yellow,
The sun is rising,
Lighting up everything around!
The moon is still clearly visible!
The combination of colors pleases the eyes and soul!
And all the morning beauty of nature is reflected
In the peaceful water of the clear stream
Between the mountains!

Moonlit serenity upon the sea,
A tranquil tree, majestically free.
Mountains ascend, in dignified might,
Reflecting peace, beneath lunar light.

The waves' gentle melody, a soothing sound,
Echoes harmony, all around.
Nature's splendor pure and divine,
Fill the heart with peaceful design.

In this stillness, worries fade away,
As the universe's balance come to stay.
The tree's steadfastness, a symbol true,
Of resilience, in all we pursue.

Hi AI
What to believe?
Let me know if you hear the wind sing
See what I see

@ wakeupkitty

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Where do clouds go?
Do they end up at my backyard?
or does God keep them in a white sack?
Everyday, without fail,
They move through this wide sky.
Do they sometimes feel lost?
Do they run away sometimes?
Do they even have any worries of their own?

Do they operate on some unknown programming language?
Do they even exist?
Or am I hallucinating once again?

keindahan alam yang menakjubkan dengan langit yang bersinar, pemandangan yang indah,
bisa dijadikan tempat untuk berteduh dari lelahnya kehidupan.

pohon yang rindah bisa untuk bersantai, dengan memandang panaroma alam dibawah sinaran rembulan sabit, sangat indah untuk dikenang, susah untuk dilupakan.


I came for Solace but found the vanishing Sun.
I had ventured for hope but hope is fleeing the skies.

There is nothing else to do but to lie here underneath this tree
and wait for hope.

For chasing hope at this point is futile.

As sunset's fiery hues ignite,
A peaceful dusk begins its gentle night.
The tree, unmoving, stretches toward the sky,
Its branches swaying softly, as the day says goodbye.

Shadows lengthen, earth's pace slows its spin,
Bathed in the warm, golden light within.
Leaves whisper soft farewells, as daylight fades,
Stars appear, and night's soft silence is made.

Oh, steadfast tree, you quietly abide,
Keeping secrets of the day and night's dark tide.
In stillness, you embody nature's art,
Deeply rooted in the heart of the earth's every part.

The dwarf sucks on his pipe and looks beyond the mountains. Across the lake, his gaze is lost in the slowly fading light and he thinks of the impending night. Just a moment ago, the world was so golden in the light of the setting sun. The skylark warbled innocently and the evil was so far away. In a few minutes it will creep out behind him if he doesn't pull the crystal out of the bag soon.

He shudders a little, releases smoke into the sky, tightens his kilt and stands up. Strange, he thinks. It's always the same mood when I get up. Then the crystal lights the way for him so clearly that when he steps firmly, all he can think about is the succulent dinner that now awaits him.

Outside the cone of light, there is a busy whispering and scurrying. Branches crack and leaves rustle. He doesn't care.

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Me convertí en árbol
cosa maravillosa
Y mágica.
Te abrazo hoy
con mis brazos de rama
más allá en las montañas.
Donde los sueños
se columpian en la luna
cuando decide salir.
Desde nuestro cielo
rosa viejo y vibrante
te observo
esperando entre hojas
tu regreso.

the tree
of the old
days
people think
it has
seen a lot
and knows
a lot
but sadly
there is
nothing
here with
the tree
because
it is
just
a tree

Is there someone who carefully waters this tree so its leaves can stay right there – on the crown, where they belong? Yes! At this very moment, it’s painted in the most beautiful colors. This proves that it’s happy, that the sun shines within it so brightly that nothing and no one can dim its light. That’s because this sun is “she” – “she” lights up the tree, “she” takes care of it, “she” holds all its leaves on its crown, “she” doesn’t let a single one fall. And if by chance a leaf does fall, “she” - Love - will come underneath the tree and put it back in place, whispering just one simple word: Love! That’s why the tree is happy. But if “she” weren’t there, neither would it exist, because “she” is the sun in its life, “she” is the water in its life, “she” is the hope for its leaves...

Lelah ku menyusuri hidup,
tiada tempat untuk bersandar diri,
hanya pohon rindang yang setia,
menerima ku berteduh dibawahnya.

ku jadikan pohon sebagai istana ku,
tempat berteduh di hari tua,
telaga menghilangkan hausku,
membasuh seluruh jiwa ini.

hanya bulan sebagai penerang,
dikala aku dalam kegelapan,
lelahnya kaki ini menyuri jalan,
biarkan aku singgah disini.

Under the sky so soft and bright,
Our tree glows in the fading light.
The moon above, the land so wide,
My village shines with love and pride.

Is that winter I smell says the leaves on the trees
I guess so or else why am I turned yellow instead of green
The beautiful and quiet moon peeped at the tree and its leaves from the heights of the horizon nodding in affirmation to what just crossed their minds.
Time to rest then through a good fall off
We’ve done a good job during the spring and letting go may be difficult but sometimes it’s worth it for a fresh start
Yeas I affirmed says the moon from it beautifully abode as it peeps down on the hills in the distance smiling with its radiance
A beautiful sight of winter

En el atardecer dorado
caen las hojas secas de los árboles.
Cuan mi corazón destrozado
por tu olvido,
Que hace perder en el ocaso
el amor tan grande que te hacia
temblar en mis brazos.

In the sky the sun is setting,
The moon is already rising above the horizon.
The trees whisper quietly with their branches,
Telling of the lessons of bygone times.