Category: My Poems
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In the hush of silvered light, The band unfolds its ancient script— Curves of metal, etched with starlit dust, circling… Read more.
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In shadowed valleys where echoes linger unspoken, She rises, a queen with a crown forged from quiet endurance. Her hands… Read more.
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You touched me first not with your hands but with the quiet way you stayed. I had spent years learning… Read more.
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In the hush before the storm of words, Two hearts arrive – late, bruised, half-wild Carrying the ash of other… Read more.
