Midnight
I At the edge of midnight’s shadow, A storm without thunder unfolds— Not of fists, but of words unspoken, In…
Read MoreI At the edge of midnight’s shadow, A storm without thunder unfolds— Not of fists, but of words unspoken, In…
Read MoreI SUDDENLY, a reed whispers between tall trees— Neither towering to be seen, Nor bowed enough to be dismissed. Skin…
Read MoreI FROM DUST into shadow on the winding road,I am the lone witness to my returning.Silent rooftops beckon from afar,Echoes…
Read MoreThere are moments in life that serve as turning points, instances where we step outside the confines of our familiar…
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