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A silken breath whispers through the trees, Turning leaves to brittle memories. The dawn awakens in a crystal hue, Frost-kissed blades shimmer with dew.
By Jinnahabout a year ago in Poets
The world turns white with a whispered sigh, A hush falls beneath the silver sky. Frost-kissed branches in crystalline lace,
Dust settles on the page, a canvas bare, A mind once filled with words, now lost in air. But fear not, writer, for the ink still flows,
I see the world before me, A canvas painted dark and bleak, Colors muted, shades of grey, A picture that's hard to speak.
By Jinnah3 years ago in Poets
I see the world before me, A canvas painted bright and bold, Colors of every hue and shade, A masterpiece that never grows old.
