In dawn's embrace, whispers rise,
Echoes of the waking skies.
Soft hues paint the morning's breath,
A canvas of life, untouched by the death.
In fields where dreams lay bare,
Silent hopes, they dance in air.
Each blade of grass, a silent choir,
Sings hymns of grace, of earthly the fire.
With every step, a tale unfolds,
Of mysteries and tales untold.
In every dewdrop, secrets lie,
Whispered truths beneath the sky.
Through veils of mist, the sun does rise,
Painting daybreak in golden guise.
And in this symphony of dawn,
A poet's heart finds its song.
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Isra Saleem
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Comments (2)
Stunning poetry!
Are you from Pakistan?