In the quiet of the night, they softly descend, Whispers of sorrow that time cannot mend. Each drop a story,…
In the dawn of laughter bright, Joy dances in the morning light. A gentle breeze that lifts the soul, Filling…
In the shadowed heart of night, Rage awakens, fierce and bright. A tempest brews within the soul, Consuming peace, devouring…
In the gentle sway of the morning breeze, Leaves flutter in a dance of silent grace, Whispers of motion, nature’s…
Beneath the silver moon, the train slides Through fields and towns, it silently glides Echoes of journeys past, whispers in…
In the quiet of the night, emotions softly speak, They whisper tales of joy, of sorrow, and of dreams, Beneath…
In the quiet of the night, colors start to blend, A world of dreams on canvas, where shadows never end.…
Beneath the moon’s soft glow, the midnight train departs, Whispers of iron rails sing tales of old and new. Through…
In the dance of motion’s embrace, We find solace in endless pace, Moments fleeting, yet so profound, Life’s rhythm in…
In the quiet of the night, Love whispers soft A gentle breeze that stirs the heart aloft With tender touch,…