Embrace the haunting beauty of ‘Ghosts of Golden Glimmers,’ where sorrow and hope intertwine, dancing amidst despair. Witness the fiery twinkle of dreams seeking escape, and the bravery in facing the unknown.
Lonely abyss of sorrow’s haunt,
Floating in the intricate void,
A crowd of taunting ghosts,
Golden dreams like autumn,
Leaves from trees do shed,
Dancing ‘midst despair.
How they shine fiery bright,
A twinkle in the distant skies,
Stretched thin, seeking to escape,
Treading along the thorny path,
The horror in their transient glance,
Heads held high, embracing the unknown.
