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Echoes of Forgotten Echoes - In the Chamber of Repeated Whispers, Where Time Unfolds Its Echoes - Poem Lyrics in English
In the chamber of repeated whispers, where shadows play,
Echoes of forgotten echoes, in the labyrinth of today.
Whispers cascade like a timeless stream,
In the silent chamber, where echoes gleam.
Walls adorned with traces of moments gone,
Echoes of forgotten echoes, in the twilight's song.
Time unfolds its reverberating tale,
In the chamber of whispers, where echoes prevail.
Footsteps linger in the corridors of hush,
Echoes of forgotten echoes, in the quietest hush.
Memories etched in the chamber's embrace,
Where time's echoes weave a delicate lace.
Each whisper, a relic of the past's refrain,
In the chamber of echoes, where echoes remain.
Time's pendulum swings in a rhythmic trance,
Echoes of forgotten echoes, in the dance.
In the stillness, where echoes converse,
The chamber of whispers, a universe.
Past and present entwined in a silent ballet,
Echoes of forgotten echoes, where echoes stay.
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| Echoes of Forgotten Echoes - In the Chamber of Repeated Whispers, Where Time Unfolds Its Echoes - Poem Lyrics in English |
So, in the quiet chamber where time unfolds,
Echoes of forgotten echoes, where stories are told.
Whispers linger in the corridors of time,
In the chamber of echoes, where echoes chime.
In the chamber of repeated whispers, echoes find their nest,
Echoes of forgotten echoes, where time unfolds its quest.
Each whisper a memory, a relic from the past,
In the chamber of echoes, where time's shadows cast.
Whispers bounce off ancient walls, a symphony in the air,
Echoes of forgotten echoes, a tapestry rare.
Time, a weaver, entwining threads of sound,
In the chamber's embrace, where echoes abound.
Footsteps of yesteryears leave imprints in the quiet,
In the chamber of repeated whispers, where echoes riot.
Faint laughter, distant sobs, a spectral ballet,
Echoes of forgotten echoes in the quiet's sway.
Cobwebs of time drape the corners of the room,
In the chamber of echoes, where memories loom.
Each reverberation, a chapter retold,
Echoes of forgotten echoes, in the silence they hold.
Oh, seeker of tales in the chamber's repose,
Where echoes of forgotten echoes in quiet impose.
In the chamber of repeated whispers, where time's story flows,
Echoes weave a tapestry, where the past bestows.
In the chamber of repeated whispers, time unfurls,
Echoes of forgotten echoes, where the past swirls.
Whispers bounce off the walls like ethereal waves,
In the chamber of echoes, where time engraves.
Reverberations dance in the shadowy embrace,
In the silent chamber, where memories trace.
Whispers of voices from days long gone,
Echoes of forgotten echoes, a timeless dawn.
Each whisper a fragment, a relic of the yore,
In the chamber of echoes, where echoes adore.
Time unfolds its tales in the quiet repose,
Echoes of forgotten echoes, where nostalgia flows.
Footsteps of the past echo in the air,
In the chamber of whispers, where history's fair.
A symphony of time, where echoes replay,
Echoes of forgotten echoes, a timeless ballet.
Oh, in the chamber where echoes persist,
Whispers of the past in the echoes exist.
A dance of time, where memories repose,
In the chamber of repeated whispers, where echoes compose.
