In the quiet corner of a sunlit room, A world unfolds beneath my gaze, Pages whisper secrets of distant lands,…
In the quiet corners of a dusty library, Where whispers of ancient pages reside, Words dance with the light of…
In the quiet corners of a page, Where words dance on lines so bright, Language weaves its timeless cage, A…
Beneath the sun’s golden embrace, The sea stretches, an endless grace. Waves dance with a gentle sway, In Hemingway’s world,…
In fields of emerald, where words take flight, Heaney’s verses dance in the golden light. Each line a journey, deep…
In the quiet dawn, words unfold, Tales of old in stories told. English whispers in gentle breeze, A tapestry woven…
In pages worn and stories old, A world unfolds in whispers bold. Through every line, our minds take flight, To…
In the quiet corners of a dusty library, Where shadows dance with the fading light, Ancient stories whisper to the…
In Stratford’s gentle arms he lay, A boy of dreams, in fields of play, With quill in hand, his heart…