In the depths of night, I found my way, Through silent whispers, where shadows play. With every step, I felt…
In twilight’s grasp, where shadows play, A poet dreams of endless day, With words that dance, both fierce and bright,…
In the dawn of each new day, A spark of hope begins to play, Through the darkness, it will fight,…
Beauty glows from depths unseen, A light within, pure and serene. Not just a face or outer grace, But kindness,…
In the quiet of the twilight hour, Whispers of dreams begin to flower. A symphony of hope softly sings, As…