4 result(s) for Window Poems.
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City Lights in Mist
In the twilight's soft embrace,
City lights begin to dance,
Flickering like stars misplaced,
In evening's hazy trance.
Windows frame a vast expanse,
Glimmers coat the streets so slick,
Traffic flows, a whispered chance,
As shadows sway and flick.
Misty dreams of urban nights,
Whispers in the chilly air,
Each luminous spark ignites,
A tapestry of city flair.
With every glow, a tale's revealed,
In every shimmer, hearts concealed.
Dancing Light
Morning sunbeam, bright and bold,
Through glassy panes, your stories told.
You waltz with shadows, flicker, and play,
A golden whisper greeting the day.
Each ray a brushstroke on the floor,
Awakening dreams, unlocking the door.
In every shimmer, a promise of cheer,
A radiant chorus for the heart to hear.
Midnight Whispers
In the stillness of midnight's embrace,
Stars twinkle softly, a celestial grace.
Through a window of dreams, I gaze wide,
Each shimmer a secret, the universe's guide.
The darkness, a canvas where wonders ignite,
Whispers of stories in the velvet night.
With every small flicker, a story unfolds,
Of love and of loss, of the brave and the bold.
In the hush of the hour, beneath pinprick light,
My heart takes its flight in the mesmerizing night.
For though the world sleeps, my spirit will roam,
Amongst the bright stars, I've found my true home.
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Glass Border
At the pane where world meets still,
Time pauses, caught in morning’s chill.
Whispers of dawn in soft sunlight,
Invite the day, yet hold the night.
Moments linger, a breath held tight,
Chasing shadows, embracing light.
Outside, life thrums like a beat,
Inside, echoes where dreams retreat.
Each raindrop’s dance, each flake of snow,
Washes the seams of time’s gentle flow.
In this glass world, we find our frame,
Words as whispers, all the same.
