In the silent breaths of twilight, Where shadows softly weave, Yeats whispers hope in the night, A promise we can…
In the stillness of the evening’s breath, Her whispers turn to silent screams, Where shadows dance with fleeting death, In…
In the quiet corner of a crowded room, Whispers of worlds yet unseen bloom, Between the lines of ink and…
In the quiet corners of ancient tomes, Where ink meets paper in silent embrace, Stories dance in whispered tones, A…
In shadows deep, where whispers softly tread, The specter of our fate does gently glide, Through mortal coil, where life…
In sonnets sweet, where loveâs embrace is found, Shakespeareâs quill did trace the heart profound. With every line, a timeless…
In the quiet fields where you once roamed, Your voice now rests, your spirit homed. The pen that carved the…