In the mirror’s gaze, a story unfolds, Of dreams unspoken, of tales untold. Each wrinkle, each line, a chapter’s mark,…
In whispers soft, the shadows fall, A journey’s end, the quiet call. The night embraces weary souls, In deathâs embrace,…
In the whispers of the wind, I hear your name, A melody of moments, forever the same. Through corridors of…
In the quiet moments of dawn’s embrace, I search for the face that bears my name, A reflection caught in…
In the quiet moments of dawnâs first light, I find solace in my wandering thoughts. A soul adrift, yet anchored…
In the quiet dawn of morning’s light, Life awakens with a gentle sigh, Each moment a prose, softly penned, On…
In the dim glow of twilight’s end, A cigarette’s ember softly bends, Whispering tales of fleeting time, In smoky spirals…
A frame of glass, a world so vast, Beyond the pane, the moments pass. Through clear divides, life’s scenes unfold,…
Beneath the vast and endless skies, We wander, seeking, hearts unbound, Through valleys deep and mountains high, In every step,…
In the mirror’s gaze, I see A heart that’s bound, not free Chasing shadows in the night Selfishness, my silent…