The Echoes of Yesterday’s Dreams

Poetry Image

In the quiet shadows of the past,
Where whispers of old stories last,
Memories woven in time’s vast thread,
Echo softly where they’ve fled.

Golden sunsets of forgotten days,
Paint the sky in amber haze,
Moments lost yet never gone,
In the heart, they linger on.

Through the corridors of faded light,
Time dances with the night,
Songs of laughter and of tears,
Resonate through the years.

As the past gently unfolds,
Its tender secrets it holds,
In every heartbeat, every sigh,
Lives the past we can’t deny.

Related Posts

Leave a Reply

Your email address will not be published. Required fields are marked *