In the echoes of a heart that yearns,
An ache persists, as rejection returns.
The boy, once hopeful, now bereft,
By love's cruel game, so deftly left.
A second chance, a fragile plea,
Met with silence, a door shut free.
In shattered dreams, his spirit aches,
As a storm within, its fury wakes.
Memories linger, a bittersweet sting,
As hope's bright symphony begins to ring.
But fate's cold hand, with ruthless grace,
Denies his plea, his second embrace.
Through tears unseen, his soul takes flight,
In the void where hope meets night.
A boy stands strong, though heart is torn,
A second chance, forever mourned.
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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...
