🍴Three Words
-Mysterious
-Surreal
-Melancholic
🧂Poem
In shadows deep, where secrets lie,
A world of dreams, where nightbirds fly,
Soft whispers drift on silent seas,
A dance of dark, a whispered breeze.
Ghostly echoes, lost in time,
A hand that reaches, grasping rhyme,
Where soft fur meets the coldest stone,
In twilight's grip, you walk alone.
Yet in this space, where day meets night,
There blooms a rose, pale in light,
A beauty found in whispered things,
In quiet tones, where darkness sings.
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Whispers in the Gloom • Poems
PoetryIn Whispers in the Gloom, the boundary between the ordinary and the surreal blurs as a young woman drifts through a world of dark romanticism, where shadows hold secrets and dreams dissolve into reality. As she navigates desolate landscapes, forgott...
