In the depths where silence echoes loud,
I wandered lost beneath a heavy shroud,
A heart once vibrant, now a hollow shell,
Where dreams lay shattered and shadows dwell.
Every face I loved turned to fleeting mist,
In the void of absence, my hope was kissed.
By the weight of memories, heavy and stark,
Each step felt heavier, swallowed by dark.
Whispers of laughter, now distant and pale,
The warmth of connection became a frail tale.
With every goodbye, a piece of me died,
In the aching solitude, I longed to hide.
I thought of surrender, of letting it all go,
Of drifting like leaves in an autumnal flow.
Yet, within the silence, a flicker remained,
A stubborn ember, though battered and stained.
Then one fateful moment, when shadows recede,
You crossed my path, like a wildflower seed.
Your smile broke through, like sun after rain,
Awakening colours in my soul's deep pain.
With every shared glance, a spark ignited,
A warmth in the chaos, so unexpected.
You spoke with a kindness that stirred my core,
Each fleeting moment left me wanting more.
In laughter, I found fragments of light,
In your presence, the darkness took flight.
Together we wandered through valleys of doubt,
Each step a promise, each whisper a shout.
You showed me the beauty in scars that we wear,
In the stories they tell, in the strength to bear.
No longer defeated, I learned to embrace,
The light that you brought, the hope in your grace.
With you by my side, the world's colours bled,
Every shadow transformed, every tear I had shed.
The ghosts of the past began to recede,
And I found in your laughter, the courage to lead.
Now, in the moments where despair used to dwell,
Hope rises anew, in the stories we tell.
No longer a wanderer, lost in the night,
With you, I have found my reason to fight.
So here in this journey, where love's gently sewn,
I rise from the ashes, no longer alone.
For every heart that breaks can still learn to mend,
In the warmth of your smile, I discovered my friend.
Together, we weave through the fabric of days,
Turning sorrow to strength in the sun's golden rays.
In a world once forgotten, together we stand,
With love as our anchor, and hope in our hands.
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Echoes in the Margins
PoetryA book filled with short poems that I write. These poems are either about my personal experiences or about topics that are on my mind. Sit down, relax, and enjoy!
