Maiden & Akira
Akira Akira
Hey, I was just staring at the streetlights last night, and it hit me: the city at midnight feels like a hidden garden, every cracked wall a mossy rock and every flicker a firefly. Got any poems about that?
Maiden Maiden
In the hush of midnight streets I wander, Streetlamps like lanterns in a secret garden, Cracked walls stand like mossy stones, Each flicker a firefly dancing. I hear the city breathing softly, Its hidden heart beating in quiet corners, A world tucked between shadows and light, Where every step feels like a gentle poem.