Amidst the shadows of the night, I wander through the echoes of time, Seeking the whispers of my own light,…
In the stillness of the dawn, I find whispers of who I am, Carved in shadows, softly drawn, A silent…
In the quiet chambers of the ancient woods, Time unfolds her silent, gentle threads, Whispering secrets only the soul understands,…
In the mirror’s gentle gaze, I find A soul yearning to embrace The scars and smiles intertwined In this journey,…
In the hum of the city, whispers of the past, Flickering screens bind us, in shadows we’re cast. Connections unspoken,…
In the quiet whispers of the past, Where memories like gentle shadows cast, Lies a tapestry of moments dear, Woven…
In the mirror’s silent gaze, A tapestry of dreams unfolds, Each thread a whisper of the past, Woven in the…
In shadows cast by time’s unyielding hand, We find our place beneath the fleeting stars, The dance of life in…
In fields where whispers once took flight, The echoes of the past reside. Seamus, with a pen like gentle might,…