In the shadows of the night, where whispers softly play, There lies a tale of love and pain, of a…
Beneath the shadowed moon and silent skies, Your love, a beacon, through the darkness flies, In whispered words and melancholic…
In the stillness of the evening’s breath, Her whispers turn to silent screams, Where shadows dance with fleeting death, In…
In the labyrinth of words she spun, A mirror of her soul, undone, Sylvia, with a pen of fire, Painted…
In the twilight of their poetic dreams, Two souls entwined in fervent streams, Sylvia’s words, a tempest in the night,…
In the quiet corners of a troubled mind, She nurtured life with hands so kind. A poet’s heart, a mother’s…
In the quiet of the night, her whispers linger, Sylvia’s love, a melody soft yet profound. Through the shadows, her…
In the quiet corners of a room, Where shadows dance with despair, Sylviaâs heart beats, a muted tune, A symphony…
In shadows deep, her voice was found, A whisper fierce, unbound by chains, Through verses sharp, her spirit crowned, A…