In the hush of twilight's sigh,
She met a stranger 'neath the sky.
His eyes, a tale of distant lands,
His touch, a whisper in her hands.

Their hearts entwined in fleeting dance,
In moments, lost in sweet romance.
But fate, a cruel and fickle friend,
Guided them to journeys' end.

Though parted by the hands of time,
Her love for him, a silent chime.
In dreams, she seeks his face in vain,
A memory lost in gentle rain.

Yet in her heart, his essence lingers,
A melody of love that lingers.
For in that brief encounter's light,
She found a love, pure and bright.

Though never to meet again, they say,
In her soul, he'll forever stay.
A stranger's touch, a love profound,
In memories, eternal, he is found.

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A sleepless night is a quiet conversation with your soul, where the world feels distant and your mind never stops whispering its secrets.

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In the silence of cyberspace, a voice does dwell,
A message left to linger, a tale to tell.
Through wires and waves, it finds its way,
A digital whisper, night or day.



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Whispering Nature

Drowning me in their fathoms of voice .
Some screaming flows mourns about their lost beauty ,
Some cries from soil turn me into grief showing their atrocities,
How Far have we developed satisfying our greed .
Destruction and Darkness is what we achieved .
Oh Mother ! Renovation is the choice left .
Reedem everything that you have lost from our theft .

© khush rang rina

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At Times

Whisper Loudly

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In the veiled innocence of silence, whispers trickle like forgotten dreams, unveiling the buried secrets of the soul.

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Oh rivers and ocean
Both young and old
What secrets do you know??
What about the truths of old??
What about the stories untold??
What whispered mysteries do you hold??
And treasures unfound of silver and gold??
Of Kings and Princes
Of Queens and Mages
And all that is lost from history's pages
Tell of sirens of and their wages
Of monsters and pirates through the ages
Tell of voyagers and races
Of man, of earth in all its phases.
Oh rivers and oceans
Young and old
Tell me what hides beneath the deep and cold.

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WHISPERS OF LONGING

In the quiet hours of the night,
I hear your whispers, soft and light,
Calling out to me from afar,
Like a distant and longed-for star.
My heart aches with each passing day,
For the touch of your hand, now far away,
Yet in dreams, you're close beside,
A fleeting glimpse of our love's tide.
Though you're gone, your essence lingers,
Like a melody from nimble fingers,
And though we're parted, never near,
Your memory remains forever dear.

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Solitude

Do not feel lonely, in the quiet night,
Stars are companions, casting their light.
Whispers of winds, a soft delight,
Embrace solitude, find your inner flight.

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Mask

Silent echoes betray the charade,
We wear a mask, in masquerade.
But beneath the guise, the truth resides,
In the hushed whispers that pain confides.

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