Sculpting the Sands of Time - Carving Dreams and Memories on the Shores of Eternity - Poem Lyrics in English

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Sculpting the Sands of Time - Carving Dreams and Memories on the Shores of Eternity - Poem Lyrics in English


On the shores of eternity, where time unfolds,

Sculpting the sands, where dreams are told,

A craftsman unseen, with hands so divine,

Carving dreams and memories in the sands of time.


With each gentle wave, a canvas reborn,

Sands of time whisper, where echoes are worn,

A sculptor of moments, both precious and fleet,

Carving tales in the sands, a journey complete.


In the morning's embrace and the evening's grace,

Sculpting the sands with a tender trace,

Dreams take shape in the softest rhyme,

Carving the essence of life in the sands of time.


Footprints linger, a dance with the tide,

Memories carved where the ocean and dreams coincide,

A sculpture of love, a castle sublime,

Carved by the hands of time, in the sands' paradigm.


The sun and moon witness the art unfold,

Sculpting the sands, a story to be told,

Each grain a chapter, each wave a line,

Carving dreams and memories in the sands of time.


With every sunrise, a new sculpture begins,

A symphony of moments, where the heart begins,

Eternity's shoreline, where destinies climb,

Carving dreams and memories in the sands of time.

Sculpting the Sands of Time - Carving Dreams and Memories on the Shores of Eternity - Poem Lyrics in English
Sculpting the Sands of Time - Carving Dreams and Memories on the Shores of Eternity - Poem Lyrics in English


Oh, sculptor of fate, in the cosmic design,

On the shores of eternity, where dreams align,

With hands unseen, a craftsman sublime,

Carving the masterpiece in the sands of time.


On the shores of eternity, where waves gently chime,

Sculpting the sands of time, a dance sublime.

Carving dreams and memories in the golden grains,

A tale written in whispers, where time remains.


Oh, sculptor of moments, in the sands so fine,

Crafting stories and memories, in the grand design.

With each stroke of the tide, a new chapter unfolds,

Sculpting the sands, where eternity holds.


In the canvas of the beach, where horizons meet,

Sculpting the sands of time, a journey complete.

Carving footprints of laughter, marking the way,

A passage through time, in the light of day.


The sun, a painter, with hues so divine,

Sculpting the sands, where dreams intertwine.

A sculpture garden by the edge of the sea,

Carving memories for eternity.


As seagulls serenade with their melodic rhyme,

Sculpting the sands of time, in the coastal clime.

Carving echoes of love and moments so sweet,

A masterpiece unfolding at the ocean's feet.


With each rising tide, a canvas reborn,

Sculpting the sands, where memories are worn.

In the gentle embrace of the eternal shore,

Carving dreams that linger forevermore.


So let the waves and sands intertwine,

Sculpting the sands of time, a timeless sign.

Carving dreams and memories on the coastal rhyme,

A masterpiece written on the shores of time.


On the shores of eternity, where waves gently rhyme,

Sculpting the sands of time, carving dreams in the sands of time.

With fingers of fleeting moments, and an artist's grace,

Memories and dreams entwine in this sacred space.


Oh, sands of time, a canvas for tales,

Carved by whispers carried in the ocean's gales.

Each grain a chapter, in the story untold,

Sculpting the sands, where destinies unfold.


Footprints in the sand, a dance of fleeting years,

Sculpting the sands of time, as joy and sorrow near.

With every tide, a new chapter begins,

Carving dreams and memories, where the heart wins.


In the twilight of evening, when the sun takes its bow,

Sculpting the sands of time, as shadows bestow.

A symphony of echoes, where seagulls chime,

Carving dreams on the shores of the sands of time.


Castles rise and crumble, in the shifting dunes,

As time weaves its tapestry, in silvery monsoons.

Dreams sculpted in the grains, by hands unseen,

On the shores of eternity, where memories convene.


Footprints of laughter, and tears left behind,

Sculpting the sands of time, in the infinite mind.

Carving dreams with the gentle touch of rhyme,

On the eternal shores, where destinies climb.


So, let the waves of time gently rhyme,

Sculpting the sands of time, in the grand design.

Carving dreams and memories on this timeless shore,

On the shores of eternity, forevermore.

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