In the quiet of the Irish dawn, Where verdant fields meet sky and sea, A poet’s voice once softly sang,…
In realms where shadows softly creep, And visions through the darkness seep, A poet’s voice begins to rise, To paint…
Upon the silent wings of night, he soared, William Blake, a poet, a visionary, no more. His art, his words,…
In the quiet of the night, she finds her strength, A whispering soul, with stories to tell, Rupi Kaur, a…
Amidst the fields of moss and stone, Where ancient whispers weave and moan, A voice emerged, both strong and clear,…
Beneath the azure sky, where seagulls cry, Hemingway’s spirit sails, never to die. The waves whisper tales of courage and…
In twilight’s grasp, where shadows play, A poet dreams of endless day, With words that dance, both fierce and bright,…
In the silence of the morning light, The world mourns a soul so bright. Her words, a beacon, fierce and…
Within the tapestry of words she wove, A symphony of strength and grace did grow. Her voice a beacon, a…