In the shrouded night, where shadows creep, The silence reigns, where freedom weeps. Under the weight of a heavy decree,…
In the garden of time, we dance with wild strides, Defying the whispers of age and its binds. Laugh lines…
In the quiet of her pen’s dance, A voice emerged, fierce and bright, Sylvia, with her whispered stance, Shed light…
In the heart of the night, the guitars cry, A symphony of strength, reaching the sky. The drums beat with…
In the silence of the night, freedom’s cry subdued, Shadows stretch long under a sky that’s muted blue. Voices once…
In the midnight of our nation’s soul, When freedom’s light begins to wane, The iron fist comes to control, Our…
In the twilight of our years, we rise, Not to wither quietly, but to defy, With laughter that echoes through…
In the shadow of martial law, where whispers fade, The streets are silent, a curfew’s pall. Dreams once vivid, now…