Silent Night

[ℇlαᖇα]

Under the canopy of twilight's gentle grace,
Where the evening breeze whispers through the trees,
A soft murmur stirs in this sacred place,
As shadows dance with the moon's soft tease.

The stars above, like a thousand glowing eyes,
Speak in silence, their secrets so profound,
A warm, unspoken longing softly lies,
Where the heart's quiet desires are found.

In the subtle fragrance of jasmine and sandalwood,
A hidden flame flickers, yearning to ignite,
In the delicate stillness, where dreams have stood,
The night unfolds with a promise of delight.

 

[Anshhi]

Under the canopy of twilight's gentle grace,
Where the evening breeze whispers through the trees,
A soft murmur stirs in this sacred place,
As shadows dance with the moon's soft tease.

The stars above, like a thousand glowing eyes,
Speak in silence, their secrets so profound,
A warm, unspoken longing softly lies,
Where the heart's quiet desires are found.

In the subtle fragrance of jasmine and sandalwood,
A hidden flame flickers, yearning to ignite,
In the delicate stillness, where dreams have stood,
The night unfolds with a promise of delight.

You are unstoppable
*A_AICS

 

[VAGABOND]

Under the canopy of twilight's gentle grace,
Where the evening breeze whispers through the trees,
A soft murmur stirs in this sacred place,
As shadows dance with the moon's soft tease.

The stars above, like a thousand glowing eyes,
Speak in silence, their secrets so profound,
A warm, unspoken longing softly lies,
Where the heart's quiet desires are found.

In the subtle fragrance of jasmine and sandalwood,
A hidden flame flickers, yearning to ignite,
In the delicate stillness, where dreams have stood,
The night unfolds with a promise of delight.

Feel the breeze tha cuddle u right ,view the starry nights as bright shiny lights,feel the solidarity which makes ur mind feel calm and quite

 

[vedika s shukla]

nice

 

[criss cross]

Under the canopy of twilight's gentle grace,
Where the evening breeze whispers through the trees,
A soft murmur stirs in this sacred place,
As shadows dance with the moon's soft tease.

The stars above, like a thousand glowing eyes,
Speak in silence, their secrets so profound,
A warm, unspoken longing softly lies,
Where the heart's quiet desires are found.

In the subtle fragrance of jasmine and sandalwood,
A hidden flame flickers, yearning to ignite,
In the delicate stillness, where dreams have stood,
The night unfolds with a promise of delight.

Very beautiful mind blowing

 

[OliviaRose]

Under the canopy of twilight's gentle grace,
Where the evening breeze whispers through the trees,
A soft murmur stirs in this sacred place,
As shadows dance with the moon's soft tease.

The stars above, like a thousand glowing eyes,
Speak in silence, their secrets so profound,
A warm, unspoken longing softly lies,
Where the heart's quiet desires are found.

In the subtle fragrance of jasmine and sandalwood,
A hidden flame flickers, yearning to ignite,
In the delicate stillness, where dreams have stood,
The night unfolds with a promise of delight.

Reading poems after a long time...this is refreshing

 

[Drofhrts]

Listen to songs with closed eyes

 

[Honey bunch]

Under the canopy of twilight's gentle grace,
Where the evening breeze whispers through the trees,
A soft murmur stirs in this sacred place,
As shadows dance with the moon's soft tease.

The stars above, like a thousand glowing eyes,
Speak in silence, their secrets so profound,
A warm, unspoken longing softly lies,
Where the heart's quiet desires are found.

In the subtle fragrance of jasmine and sandalwood,
A hidden flame flickers, yearning to ignite,
In the delicate stillness, where dreams have stood,
The night unfolds with a promise of delight.

I love how you evoke both the tranquility of nature and the quiet desires of the heart. It feels like a moment suspended in time, inviting reflection and introspection.

Thank you for sharing such a captivating piece!​

 

[Osprey]

Under the canopy of twilight's gentle grace,
Where the evening breeze whispers through the trees,
A soft murmur stirs in this sacred place,
As shadows dance with the moon's soft tease.

The stars above, like a thousand glowing eyes,
Speak in silence, their secrets so profound,
A warm, unspoken longing softly lies,
Where the heart's quiet desires are found.

In the subtle fragrance of jasmine and sandalwood,
A hidden flame flickers, yearning to ignite,
In the delicate stillness, where dreams have stood,
The night unfolds with a promise of delight.

Where your words, like whispers, softly call,
Through the trees where shadows gently sway,
Your song of night, a tender, silken shawl.

The stars you speak of twinkle in my soul,
And jasmine’s scent, a memory untold,
Fills the air, as longing makes me whole,
With dreams that flicker, timeless and bold.

In every line, a secret love does bloom,
Like sandalwood, your warmth surrounds me still,
And in the hush of night’s unfolding room,
I feel the stir of fate, a quiet thrill.

 

[Ashnaa]

You seem to be on streak girl

 

[Osprey]

Under the canopy of twilight's gentle grace,
Where the evening breeze whispers through the trees,
A soft murmur stirs in this sacred place,
As shadows dance with the moon's soft tease.

The stars above, like a thousand glowing eyes,
Speak in silence, their secrets so profound,
A warm, unspoken longing softly lies,
Where the heart's quiet desires are found.

In the subtle fragrance of jasmine and sandalwood,
A hidden flame flickers, yearning to ignite,
In the delicate stillness, where dreams have stood,
The night unfolds with a promise of delight.

Oh, what beauty in thy verse I see,
A song that weaves through night's serenity.
Beneath the moon's soft, tender light,
Thy words paint whispers through the quiet night.

The strings thou speak'st of hum a tale so old,
A melody both timeless and bold.
In the pines, where echoes gently sway,
I hear the voices of the past at play.

Thy rhythms dance, where shadows softly creep,
As footsteps on a path where secrets sleep.
Each note, like leaves that softly fall,
Doth lull the world with nature’s gentle call.

Thy poem speaks of twilight’s grace,
Of ancient stories time can't erase.
In every line, a world doth spin,
Where music brings the night within.

So in thy verse, I find a deep repose,
Where moonlight, dreams, and melodies compose.