A void of endless whispers.
Where shadows dance with despair.
Dreams crumbleto dust.
Hope shivers in the cold.
Yet in the darkest abyss, a flicker persists... a heartbeat faint but fierce, defying the void.
Even in darkness
A spark remains!
Hinting at the dawn unseen
YOU ARE READING
Wilted roses from me
PoetryDelves into the beauty and fragility of human emotion through evocative and poignant poetry. This collection captures the essence of sorrow, love and introspection with a unique blend of lyrical elegance and raw honesty. Each verse/stanza explores...
