In the quiet corners of my mind,Where shadows dance in gentle light,Lies a world both vast and kind,A universe hidden…
In the quiet corners of his verse, Larkin spoke of death’s silent embrace, Whispers of an end, inevitable and terse,…
In the quiet of their home, two souls reside, A father stern, a mother with dreams denied. Their whispers echo…
In the dawn’s gentle embrace,Life awakens with a sigh,The world painted in golden hues,A canvas of dreams, vast and high.Through…
In the quiet morning light, I trace The stories etched upon my face Each line a tale of lived embrace…
In the stillness of night, whispers unfold, Echoes of dreams, stories long told. Beneath the stars, the truth lies bare,…