In the mirror of the morning sun, Reflections dance, perspectives spun. Each angle reveals a new delight, Infinite shades of…
In the quiet corners of the night, Where shadows whisper and dreams take flight, I find myself alone, yet not…
In the glass, a reflection stares back, Framed by whispers of whatâs perfect to lack. Shadows of doubt creep in…
In the quiet space between the years, Lies the dash that tells our tale, A story written in moments small,…
In the quiet of the night they fall, unseen, unheard, Whispering tales of sorrow, joy, and unspoken words. Each droplet…
In the quiet corners of the mind, I find A gentle whisper of the soul, so kind Away from the…