In the quiet hush of evening’s glow, Whispers of the past softly flow. Through the corridors of memory’s hall, Echoes…
In the corridors of ancient stone, Where whispers of the past reside, Silent stories etched in bone, Speak of kingdoms…
In the whisper of the morning light, We trace the lines of time’s gentle hand, Each wrinkle a story, a…
In the quiet corners of my mind, Where memories fade like whispers On the edge of a distant breeze, I…
Through the ages, silently they creep, Shadows of time in the depths of sleep. Natureâs hand, gentle yet bold, Carves…
In the quiet dance of settling dust, A universe of stories unfolds, Each particle a memory, a must, In the…
In the quiet of the morning’s rise, Discipline whispers through the skies. A gentle push, a steadfast guide, Leading hearts…
Ticking echoes in the quiet night, Time’s gentle whisper, a soft delight. Hands move in a rhythmic trance, In the…
In the stillness of the night, The house whispers secrets untold, Walls that cradle dreams in flight, Stories of the…