In the quiet hours of the fading day,
When shadows lengthen and the world grows still,
I find myself lost in a dream's array,
Where thoughts and musings dance with gentle skill.
Amidst the silence, whispers softly rise,
Echoes of memories, both sweet and dear,
They paint the canvas of the darkened skies,
In hues of longing, hope, and quiet fear.
Yet in this tranquil moment, I find peace,
A sanctuary from life's bustling tide,
Where worries fade, and troubles find release,
And dreams take flight on wings of quiet pride.
So let the night embrace me with its grace,
And in its arms, I'll find my resting place.
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Verses in Harmony
PoetryVerses in Harmony invites readers on a lyrical journey through the wonders of nature. In this enchanting collection, the beauty and complexity of the natural world are celebrated through the artistry of poetry. From the gentle rustle of leaves in a...
