In the quiet hallways of forgotten dreams,
Where shadows dance with gentle grace,
Memories linger like ancient streams,
Carving whispers in timeâs embrace.
A photograph yellowed with the years,
Holds laughter trapped in silent frames,
Through the lens of joy and tears,
Love remains, unyielding flames.
Beneath the starlit canopy of night,
Old songs play their timeless tune,
Guiding us with a tender light,
Through memories beneath the moon.
In every heartbeat, a story lies,
Of moments etched in heart and mind,
In the tapestry of azure skies,
The past and present gently intertwined.