⋆˚₊ 𖤓☽˚.⋆𝔸 𝕎𝕠𝕣𝕝𝕕 𝔹𝕖𝕥𝕨𝕖𝕖𝕟 𝕊𝕙𝕒𝕕𝕠𝕨𝕤 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕃𝕚𝕘𝕙𝕥⋆˚₊ 𖤓☽˚.⋆

The world hums softly in golden light,
Though deeper shadows drift in sight.

It feels gentle, warm, and wide,
Yet darker storms still learn to hide.

It feels as though there’s not a single care,
Just quiet peace that lingers in the air.

The world is kind in ways we see,
Though hate can grow quietly, and endlessly.

Shadows stretch where silence once would stay,
And gentle truths begin to slip away.

The air grows tense with words we leave unsaid,
Still, hope finds ground where fear softly spread.

By Sia Agarwal ©