In the cradle of the sleeping world, a whisper stirs, A gentle call through shadowed halls of ancient lore, Where…
In the hush of morning’s gentle rise, The world awakens with a tender sigh, Colors bloom in vibrant, vivid hues,…
In Harlem’s heart, a voice did rise, With words that soared across the skies, Langston Hughes, with pen in hand,…
In the shadows of a forgotten age, Whispering winds of change began to stir, A world reborn from history’s page,…
In the rhythm of his words, love found its form, A melody of hope in the darkest storm. He painted…
In the heart of shadows past, a spark ignites, A world reborn in vibrant hues and light, Whispers of the…
In the gentle sway of moonlit nights, Where whispers of dreams softly arise, A poet’s heart finds its tender light,…