WHISPERS OF THE PEN
In twilight’s embrace, I’ll craft a verse,
Where words entwine, like songs rehearsed.
Let me paint a tapestry of dreams,
Where starlit whispers twinkle in moonbeams.
Beneath a canopy of shimmering skies,
My pen dances, as inspiration flies.
A symphony of emotions, softly unfurled,
As I give voice to the secrets of the world.
In nature’s embrace, my spirit takes flight,
As I wander through meadows, bathed in light.
The fragrance of flowers, a sweet bouquet,
In this lyrical realm, I long to stay.
A river’s gentle murmur, a soothing refrain,
Echoes of...
Where words entwine, like songs rehearsed.
Let me paint a tapestry of dreams,
Where starlit whispers twinkle in moonbeams.
Beneath a canopy of shimmering skies,
My pen dances, as inspiration flies.
A symphony of emotions, softly unfurled,
As I give voice to the secrets of the world.
In nature’s embrace, my spirit takes flight,
As I wander through meadows, bathed in light.
The fragrance of flowers, a sweet bouquet,
In this lyrical realm, I long to stay.
A river’s gentle murmur, a soothing refrain,
Echoes of...