The Hidden Whisper
Through veils of ancient mist, a silent melody,
A beating of stars hides itself, lost in an orphaned poetry.
The fog’s curtain wraps the forgotten sky,
Where the heart pulses to an unseen, unheard rhythm.
Through veils of ancient mist, a silent melody,
A beating of stars hides itself, lost in an orphaned poetry.
The fog’s curtain wraps the forgotten sky,
Where the heart pulses to an unseen, unheard rhythm.