At dawn’s first light, the journey starts, With hope and courage in our hearts. We face the path, both steep…
In the quiet hum of midnight’s hour, Numbers dance like petals in a shower. Debits, credits, a rhythmic beat, An…
In shadows deep, where silence weeps, Larkinâs voice, eternal, sleeps. His words, a whisper in the dark, A candle’s flicker,…
In shadows soft, their whispers blend, The roots from which his thoughts ascend. From father’s stern yet caring guide, To…
In the silence of the moonlit night, Whispers of your love echo in my heart. Like Neruda’s verses, tender and…
In the rhythm of her words, love finds its way, Through the echoes of history, tender hearts sway. Maya’s voice,…
In the silence she left behind, Words still whisper through the wind, Her legacy, a guiding light, In the darkest…