Time slips like sand through fingers, Moments fleeting, tender whispers, Days turn into nights, unnoticed, Shadows dance in moonlit corridors.…
The world spins in a dance of light and shadow, A tapestry woven with threads of dawn and dusk, Mountains…
Colors and strokes, a dance in the mind, Art speaks where words fail to bind. A canvas adorned with passion…
In the quiet space between our first and last breath, Lies the story of our journey, the essence of our…
In the space between birth and death, Lies a dash that defines our breath. A fleeting mark, so small and…
As the sun dips below the horizonâs line, Painting the sky with hues divine, We reflect on moments, both joy…
In the mosaic of our lives, we weave Threads of dreams, hopes, and fears, A tapestry of souls that cleave…
In the quiet moments of dawn’s first light, We ponder the pathways of our transient plight. Through shadows cast and…
In the cradle of dawn, a new life begins, With tiny fingers grasping, unfolding dreams within, A journey embarked, with…
In the quiet hush of twilight’s embrace, Wrinkles tell tales of life’s long chase. Eyes that once sparkled with youthful…