In the silence of a ticking clock, Where whispers fade, and shadows mock, The endless stretch of muted days, Holds…
In the quiet hours of the night, Whispers of remorse linger near, I trace the echoes of my plight, Wishing…
In the quiet whispers of the night, We trace the paths of days gone by, Moments woven in gentle light,…
As morning light kisses the silent dew, Wednesday awakens with secrets untold, A midweek pause in life’s endless chase, A…