In the quiet room where shadows fall, A whispered tale of love stands tall. His eyes, once bright, now softly…
In the quiet of the morning, I see him stand, A silhouette against the rising sun. His hands, worn with…
In the gentle dawn of morning light, I see my mother’s tender gaze, Her hands weaving dreams so bright, In…
In the quiet depths of endless night, Where shadows dance with gentle grace, A whisper stirs the silent light, And…
In the silent strength of his gaze, Lies the echo of wisdom’s embrace, Guiding us through the stormy haze, With…
In the shadow of the mossy stones, Where whispers of old wounds reside, Seamus scribes in quiet tones, Stories of…
In the shadowed corners of a restless mind, Lies a whisper soft, yet cruelly unkind. The devil speaks in tones…
Beneath the vast and endless sky, Where dreams and whispers intertwine, I wander through the night so shy, Hoping for…