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

in WORLD OF XPILAR11 hours 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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Altas montañas llenas de hielo
Bajo un impotente cielo
Dónde podemos escalar
Y logremos alcanzar
Infinidades de sueños .

My heart is a snowy mountain
My fears rush around like a fountain
I hope I'm not a burden
My fears are locked under a curtain

The cliffs now sleep, dressed in white,
A chilling crown in soft sunlight.
The sea is hushed, the winds now sting,
A whisper echoes: "Winter is coming."

Where is the sea that I saw yesterday,
Its endless blue now swept away?
This place, so green, was full of bloom,
Now wears the cold, a frozen gloom.

If nature bends, transforms with grace,
Why not the hearts in human race?
The same sun melts, the snow will fade,
But stubborn minds leave futures frayed.

Change, like seasons, should pave the way,
To make tomorrow a brighter day.

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Frozen Horizon

Where ice meets sky in endless grace,
A frozen world, a boundless space.
The wind howls soft, yet sharp it bites,
Through crystal peaks and arctic nights.

Each ridge a sentinel, proud and still,
Defying time, defying will.
The cold, it whispers, stark and clear,
A song of silence, fierce yet near.