Skip to main content

Featured

Midnight confessions

At midnight hearts begin to speak, The strong grow fragile, lost, and weak. The silence opens every door, To hidden truths we can’t ignore. Midnight confessions softly fall, Like shadows dancing on the wall. The words we hide through all the day, Find moonlit courage on their way. “I miss you” sounds much more sincere, When only stars are left to hear. And broken souls stop wearing masks, Beneath the night that never asks. Perhaps the dark was always kind, A place where truth could breathe and shine. For hearts speak loudest after scars, In whispered talks beneath the stars.
Post a Comment
Read more

One last year

One Last Year”
One last year, my love, wrapped in golden light,
Where every dawn felt gentle, every star burned bright.
We held the days like petals trembling near,
Afraid to lose the magic we found here.

One last year of whispers drifting through the air,
Your heartbeat was the rhythm my soul longed to wear.
We learned that even silence could appear
As sweet as love when you were always near.

One last year of moments carved in tender grace,
Of laughter blooming softly in your face.
Each touch became a promise crystal-clear:
My world was safe whenever you were here.

One last year, my darling, but not the final page—
For love like ours grows stronger as we age.
And if time steals the hours we hold dear,
My heart will love you past this one last year.


Email Post

Comments

Post a Comment

Popular Posts