In the quiet hush of twilight’s end, A whisper calls from beyond the veil. Shadows dance where dreams descend, And…
In the stillness of the night, a whisper calls, A gentle breath that ushers peace, not fear. Through the veil…
By the gentle stream, he cast his line, In the quiet dawn, the world seemed fine. The ripples danced to…
Beneath the moon’s pale, haunting gaze, A ship sails into the nightâs embrace, Its timbers creak with memories vast, As…
When dawn breaks through the curtains, gray and pale, My bones ache with the weight of sleepless nights. Dreams elude…
In the quiet whisper of the morning mist, He cast his line into eternity’s stream. The ripples danced, a gentle…
In the quiet hush of eveningâs breath, When shadows dance with ghostly grace, I ponder Dickinsonâs embrace of death, A…
Beneath the lantern’s gentle glow, they sleep, In fields of jade, where silent ancestors weep. The river’s song, a lullaby…
In the quiet hush of night’s embrace, Where shadows dance and stars find place, A whisper soft, a gentle breeze,…