In the hush of dawn, Crimson leaves begin to fall, Whispers of the wind. Golden sun descends, Casting shadows on…
In the whisper of the morning light, We trace the lines of time’s gentle hand, Each wrinkle a story, a…
In dim-lit corners where whispers flow, The golden liquid sways, a gentle glow, Promises of solace in each tender sip,…
In the quiet of the night, Where shadows softly blend, I wander through my thoughts, In search of a distant…
In the shadows of his solitude he dwelled, A poet’s heart with stories to tell. Words like whispers, soft as…
In fields of emerald, where words take flight, Heaney’s verses dance in the golden light. Each line a journey, deep…
In the realm where shadows meet the light, Where whispers of the trees take flight, A poet wanders paths untold,…
In the quiet corners of my mind, Lies a dance of shadows, undefined. A tapestry woven from dreams and fears,…