In the quiet solitude of morning light, Dreams awaken with a gentle sigh, Paths untaken whisper in the breeze, As…
Beneath the sun’s relentless gaze, The hands of toil weave dreams anew, Each drop of sweat, a silent praise, To…
In the dance of fleeting hours, A tapestry of moments we weave, Seasons whisper in gentle showers, As time beckons,…
In the quiet corners where whispers reside, The pen dances upon the page with grace, Unveiling tales that in shadows…
In the dawn’s gentle embrace, We find whispers of tomorrow, Carried by winds of change, Promising light beyond the sorrow.…
In the silent shadows of the night, A yearning heart seeks the distant light, Unspoken dreams and hidden sighs, Dance…
In the quiet corners of the soul, Where dreams and reality weave, There lies a love untold, A promise that…
In the golden hue of morning’s light, Sons rise like stars from the night, Their dreams woven in the fabric…
In the quiet of the night, beneath a silver moon, Dreams weave their tapestry, a gentle, whispered tune. Stars like…