In the stillness of the winter’s night, We wait with hearts both calm and bright. The candles flicker, shadows fall,…
In fields where the wild grasses grow, The words of Heaney softly flow. His pen, a plough that tills the…
Underneath the twilight’s gentle embrace, The whispering breeze carries tales untold, Stars above in their celestial grace, Shine down on…
In the quiet of the night, I find my truth, A whisper of dreams, a shadow of youth. Through valleys…
In the quiet whispers of the night, Where shadows dance with moon’s light, A soul of sorrow, deep and wise,…
In the heart of Hindustan, a voice so divine, Echoes of Amir Khusro, through the sands of time, With words…