In the dawn of a new yearâs light, We ventured forth with hope and might, Through trials and joys, we…
In the quiet whispers of the night, Where shadows dance with the moonlight, I seek the meaning of existence, Through…
In the quiet of the night, a whisper heard, Philip Larkinâs voice, in shadows, stirred. Words of death, in somber…
In the quiet shadows of your upbringing, Where words were sparse, yet ever ringing, A silent strength, a stoic grace,…
The whispering leaves tell tales of old, As the morning sun paints the sky in gold. The ancient oak, with…
Love whispers in the wind, a gentle serenade, It dances with shadows, in the twilight parade. It sings to the…
In the gentle whisper of the morning breeze, Lies a promise of a day untroubled and free, The sun rises…
Beneath the shadowed veil of night, Lies a heart that’s torn and weary, Wounds unseen, yet burning bright, In the…
In the quiet corners of the night, Where shadows dance in gentle light, Your voice, a whisper through the breeze,…
In the twilight of a fading day, Where shadows dance and whispers play, Love’s tender touch, an artist’s hand, Paints…