In the corridors of silent dreams, I wander through echoes of forgotten schemes. Lost in shadows that dance and sway,…
In the whisper of the morning breeze, I seek the echoes of who I am, Tracing shadows beneath the trees,…
In the garden where dreams bloom bright, A shadow whispers through the night, It hides beneath the gentle moon, Envyâs…
In the heart of the week, where silence reigns, Wednesday whispers in gentle tones, A pause between the noise of…
In the mirror’s gentle gaze, I see A tapestry woven with threads of time, Each strand a story, a memory,…
In the quiet corners of my mind, I wander,Through echoes of whispers no one else hears.An endless expanse of shadows…