In shadows cast by fading light,
Hope's whispered sigh takes its flight.
Its final breath, a mournful sound,
In silence, fate's cruel turn is found.
Dreams once soared on wings untamed,
Now shattered, lost, in sorrow named.
The echo of a hopeful plea,
Now fades into eternity.
A world where aspirations wane,
Where promises dissolve in pain.
Yet in the ashes, a spark may cope,
For from demise springs resilient hope.
Though darkness cloaks in somber shroud,
New buds of faith may still be plowed.
In quiet hearts, a flicker's start,
The death of hope, a fresh restart.
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Poems
PoetryI'm presenting a collection of poems I've personally written. Each one stands as an independent creation, though some may intertwine through common themes. These poems reflect my innermost feelings, and in certain instances, they echo fragments of...
