winter changes a lot of things.
the forest sings hymns of a frozen country, the ice shields our forgotten memories, blue seas have long to journey before they turn to mist, these are the days from an artist's messy canvas, the pine trees are covere...
the world is dimming into a sombre shade, the skies are brimming with an ombre daze, the windshield of the car is a black silhouette and the seat is arched back, nightfall comes just like that.
soft silences becomes music to your ears, two sparrows flying against a sunset pier, the trees are moving backwards in the road, like watching a midnight movie you could afford, the grandness of the world before you makes everything else seem so small, and a smile finds it's way back to your lips, never threatening to fall.
a deep breath in, this time the world won't win, a feeling of tranquility secured inside your heart, and you've travelled far enough to have that, every headlight shines like a star on land, coming towards your way with wishes to grant, ask away, have faith while you can.
soft silences are brimming with sound, if you listen closely you could hear them somehow, like wisdom whispered away in an intimate amber shade, words that will make you feel so safe.
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a/n : just reached home and the long road travels teach you a lot, mostly to hear and see things that we normally take for granted. here is a reminiscing of the sunset today, hoping you enjoyed.
