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Veda Pavuluri Poem
In the night where shadows play,
Silver whispers steal the day.
Moonlight drips on streets of stone,
Turning cold to something known.
Fear may rise and twist your chest,
But even fright can be a guest.
Cracks in walls hold secret gleam,
Darkness wears a quiet dream.
Stars peek out through velvet skies,
Jewels that hide from prying eyes.
Even in the blackest night,
Something blooms in hidden light.
So lean into the shadowed hue,
The dark has wonders meant for you.
Not all is lost when sun departs
The night holds beauty in its heart.
Copyright © Veda Pavuluri | Year Posted 2025
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Veda Pavuluri Poem
In fields of green, where dreams roam free,
Beneath a sky, a boundless sea.
Whispers float on the gentle breeze,
Through swaying branches of ancient trees.
Morning light spills on petals bright,
Each flower blooms in soft, new light.
The song of birds threads through the air,
A symphony alive, beyond compare.
Rivers curve like silver threads,
Shadows play where sunlight spreads.
Step by step, a story unfolds,
What wonders the world quietly holds.
Copyright © Veda Pavuluri | Year Posted 2025
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