In ancient halls, where shadows play
The walls whisper secrets of the past away
A gentle hum, a soft sigh
Echoes of memories, long since gone by
The wind carries words, in hollowed tone
Of laughter, tears, and moments unknown
The walls remember, what we've forgot
And whisper truths, to those who stop
To listen closely, to the whispers low
Is to unravel, the mysteries that glow
In every brick, a story's told
Of lives lived, and moments grown old
So press your ear, against the wall
And hear the whispers, that echo through all
For in the silence, lies a hidden truth
That only the whispering walls, can prove.
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Comments (4)
Nice
Mind-blowing poet
This really inspired me!
Very well written 💖