In the silence of a blank canvas,Breathes the whisper of dreams untold,A spark of genius in every brushstroke,A kaleidoscope of…
In the quiet gallery of the soul, art speaks,Each brushstroke a whisper, a silent song,A myriad of colors in gentle…
In the quiet corners of the mind, Where whispers of thoughts reside, The poet’s pen begins its dance, Painting worlds…
In the quiet corners of a dusty shelf, Where tales of old and new reside, A world unfolds in whispered…
In the stillness of the night, dreams take flight,Guided by the gentle winds of the moon’s light.They dance upon the…
In the gallery of silent whispers, Colors dance upon the skin of dreams, A brush’s gentle caress, tender and soft,…
When the night unfolds its velvet cloak, And stars become the silent guides, We close our eyes to the tender…
In the quiet corners where stories unfold, A world of wonders in pages untold. With every line and every word,…
In the quiet of the night, where dreams begin to weave, I find myself adrift in realms my heart believes.…