In the quiet whispers of the night, Where shadows dance with fleeting light, Your voice, Dylan, echoes strong, In verses…
In the whispers of the night, her words awaken, A symphony of strength in verses unshaken. Through the ink, her…
In the quiet corners of a busy world, Lies the gentle whisper of Billy Collins’ verse, A tapestry of words,…
In shadows deep, where visions lie, William Blake saw heavens high. With pen and ink, his soul did fly, To…
In fields where the wild grasses grow, The words of Heaney softly flow. His pen, a plough that tills the…
In the quiet corners of the mind, a world unfurls, Where pages turn and stories intertwine, Each word a brushstroke…
From Stratford’s humble streets he rose, A weaver of words, a teller of woes. In London’s grand theaters, his tales…