29/08/2025
🌿 Terrace Garden 🌿
Upon the roof where the city sleeps,
A secret garden quietly keeps.
Leaves sway soft in the evening breeze,
Whispers of flowers, the hum of bees.
The world below may rush and race,
But here I find a calmer space.
Where pots of green like dreams take root,
And blooms arrive with colors mute.
Each bud a prayer, each stem a song,
Reminding me where I belong.
Above the noise, away from stone,
My terrace blooms — my heart’s own home.
