thoughts [poetry book vol. 1]

6 // echo

POEM #6: ECHO

The sky's lush canvas, blue and high,
In exquisite blushes it weaves—
Whispers of solemn promises, it hears,
Where songs of grace softly breathes.

As midday fleets with golden streak,
A tranquil Earth stays quiet on its own,
The sky reveals its endless soul,
A nightfall that threads in silk alone.

In sparks of deep hues, the evening speaks,
The stars begin to embrace the world,
As mystic dreams are brushed in silence,
Velvet cloaks in twilight shadows curled.