A place to show my work
Glimmer of hope starts to fade away
What was once golden is now rust
Trying to gain what is lost is a hopeless
For that moment has long passed
In shadows of memories, we linger still,
Chasing echoes of dreams that time can’t fulfill.
Yet in the silence, a whisper remains,
A flicker of strength to endure through the pains.
Your three words today are:
HOPEFUL
WISHFUL
DREAMLIKE
In a garden where the shadows play,
Thoughts bloom bright in a hopeful sway.
Whispers of wishes dance in the air,
Each petal a dream, delicate and rare.
Under a sky so vast and deep,
In the realm of the wishful, our secrets we keep.
We wander through twilight, where stars softly gleam,
Lost in the magic of a dreamlike theme.
M.A.D. Works 