Hues of pink Colour the afternoon sky. Oh! What a pretty sight! As pretty as The dreams she weaved. She saw herself Waltzing under the starlit sky, Matching his every step. Side by side, Hand[…]
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Hues of pink Colour the afternoon sky. Oh! What a pretty sight! As pretty as The dreams she weaved. She saw herself Waltzing under the starlit sky, Matching his every step. Side by side, Hand[…]
Far away from the voices, Leaving the noise in the distance, I travel to a place of silence. And here, I find myself. In that silence, I am one With my thoughts, And an imagination[…]
Hope. Sometimes flickers of hope, Sometimes a majestic rainbow of hope, With different hues to colour my mind. But, always, it is hope. Without hope, there is no ambition. The status quo shall remain. Hope[…]
I think it’s time I try, It’s where this love affair began, after all. But what if I have forgotten? What if it doesn’t flow? I know there’s no formula, It doesn’t have to rhyme,[…]