Beneath the veil of quiet skies, A lonely truth in silence lies. The world moves on with fleeting grace, Yet leaves behind an empty space.
By Emma 6 months ago in Poets
Beneath the cloak of silent skies, An owl awoke with ancient eyes. Its feathers brushed the midnight air, A whisper born of thought and care.
In twilight’s hush, where shadows play, A fox appears at the edge of day. With amber eyes that softly gleam, It moves like whispers through a dream.
Upon a branch of morning gold, A little bird, so brave, so bold. Its feathers gleamed in gentle light, A fragile spark in endless flight.
In the hush of dawn’s embrace, Where sunlight paints the forest’s face, A little deer with eyes so wide, Stepped from the trees, without a guide.
Beneath the moon’s pale, watchful gaze, I walked through halls of a shadowed maze. The walls whispered secrets in broken rhyme,
I loved you in silence, I loved you in song, I loved you in moments where time felt so long. You were my sunrise, my soft morning light,
In silence I bled unseen, In love I lost what had been. You left, yet I remain, Bound to sorrow, chained to pain. Thanks For Reading ❤️❤️❤️
I walked alone through endless night, Searching shadows for lost light. Yet in the dark, I found my way, A broken soul, learning to stay.
I died last night… Not in the way the body dies, But in the quiet ache of a silent heart, Where love turned into ashes, And hope dissolved into the dark.
There’s a house at the edge of town that nobody wanted to live in. Its windows are broken, its walls sag, and the roof looks ready to collapse. But it isn’t the decay that scares people.
By Emma 6 months ago in Horror
He walks with grace, a shadow of might His golden mane burning soft in the light Through deepest woods, he owns the night
