In the cradle of time’s gentle embrace, Youth awakens, eager to chase, Dreams that dance in morning light, Painting futures,…
In the whisper of the night, shadows dance, Clouds gather, concealing distant dreams, The paths ahead, a murmur of chance,…
In the hush before the morningâs light, Whispers of tomorrow softly call, A promise cloaked in gentle night, Where dreams…
In the corridors of decision, whispers turn to roars, Where promises are woven, yet truth often implores. A tapestry of…
In valleys deep and mountains high, it sings,Where rivers carve the land with gentle grace,A tapestry of dreams where freedom…
In the halls of knowledge, I wander free, A seeker of truths yet to be unveiled, Books are my compass,…
In the gentle glow of morning’s embrace,Awakens a dawn painted with dreams,Where hope whispers through the silent space,Of what my…
In the quiet of the night, they softly call, Visions bright, where hopes stand tall. A canvas of stars, dreams…
Beneath the shadows of yesterday’s dreams, A heart finds strength in newfound streams. With every dawn, a promise unfolds, Releasing…