#YearEndEchoes In the quietude of December's final hush,
YearEndEchoes emerge, a poetic blush.
A tapestry woven with threads of the past,
A chronicle of moments, fleeting and vast.

Beneath the night's canopy, stars softly gleam,
Each one a memory, a part of the dream.
Whispers of laughter and tears that were shed,
In the silent corridors, where memories tread.

The clock ticks away, a rhythmic refrain,
As echoes of joy and echoes of pain,
Dance in the shadows, twirl and entwine,
A lyrical journey through the annals of time.

Sunsets surrender to the embrace of the night,
A kaleidoscope of colors, fading from sight.
YearEndEchoes, like verses in rhyme,
Capturing the essence of the ebbing time.

Reflections abound in the stillness of thought,
Lessons and triumphs, battles well-fought.
The pages turn, as a new chapter begins,
Yet echoes persist, where the old year grins.

A symphony of echoes, a chorus so vast,
Moments intertwined, present with past.
As the calendar turns, a canvas anew,
YearEndEchoes, a poetic adieu.

@Writco
@Vijay Kumar






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