In the tapestry of time, we weave our fate, With threads of joy, and strands of sorrow’s weight. Each moment…
In the tapestry of life, we weave, Threads of fate, oft hard to perceive, An unseen hand guides every strand,…
In the quiet of the night, I ponder and I dream, The stars above, a tapestry, of questions yet unseen.…
In alleyways where shadows creep, Beneath the moon’s soft, silver sweep, A whisper echoes through the night, The silent cry…
Beneath the silken sky, the moon’s soft glow, Illuminates the earth in gentle light, While stars above in silent whispers…
In the silence of the night, darkness whispers low, Shadows dance in moonlight, a haunting, gentle glow. Stars above are…
In the quiet of the morning light, When the world is still and bright, Grateful hearts in silent whispers, Sing…