Beneath the surface, where the heart does dwell, Lies a world unseen, where emotions swell. Quiet whispers of dreams untold,…
In the mirror’s silent gaze, I see The echoes of what used to be. A face once young, now etched…
Beneath the moon’s gentle gleam, Lies a lake of silent dreams. Whispering waters, calm and deep, A secret world where…
Beneath the azure sky, calm waters lay, With whispers of the silent lake, they sway. Casting dreams upon the mirrored…
In the stillness of the morning light, Where shadows play and dance, There lies a truth so pure and bright,…
In the quiet of the night, a whisper heard, Philip Larkinâs voice, in shadows, stirred. Words of death, in somber…
In the gentle hush of twilight’s embrace, Rain begins its tender descent, Each drop a note in nature’s song, A…
In the quiet dawn of morning light, Dreams awaken, taking flight, Paths untold, yet to be known, In the heart,…
Leaves fall gently, golden and bright, Whispering secrets of the night. Crisp air dances, cool and light, Painting dreams in…
In the whispering echoes of yesteryears, Memories dance like fleeting shadows, Through the corridors of time they wander, Leaving traces…