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Villanelle of Regret .The Echo I Can’t Forget

The night returns with whispers I can’t forget, Your shadow lingers where my courage failed.

By Awa NyassiPublished about a month ago 1 min read
Villanelle of Regret .The Echo I Can’t Forget
Photo by Florian Marette on Unsplash

I walk with memories dressed in quiet regret.

The world keeps spinning, but my heart is set—
Frozen in moments where truth derailed.
The night returns with whispers I can’t forget.

I tell myself to breathe, to forgive the threat,
But silence remindsbreathe, to forgive the threat,
But silence reminds me where love once trailed.
I walk with memories dressed in quiet regret.

Each choice I carried like an unpaid debt broken, a dream that never sailed.
The night returns with whispers I can’t forget.

Your name still rises in the dark like a silhouette,
A bittersweet lesson time has never veiled.
I walk with memories dressed in quiet regret.

If fate allows, perhaps one day our paths reset—
But some hopes fade like paper left rain, too frail.
The night returns with whispers I can’t forget,
I walk with memories dressed in quiet regret.

AdventureFan FictionMicrofictionShort Story

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Awa Nyassi

Content creator | Storyteller | Poet

I create powerful, meaningful content that transforms real-life experiences into words that inspire growth and self-belief.

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  • Awa Nyassi (Author)about a month ago

    Honored to share my villanelle with this community, your support means a lot

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