Echoes of Absence
In silence, I feel your shadow’s glow.
By Gideon KiprutoPublished about a year ago • 1 min read
Photo by Anthony Tran on Unsplash
Empty halls, your voice has fled,
I trace the steps where you once tread.
In hollow rooms and dust-clad frames,
I call your name, it sounds the same.
A ghostly dance, our song plays on,
Yet every note feels faintly wrong.
Though time may mend, and light will grow,
In silence, I feel your shadow’s glow.
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Comments (6)
Yes, this is a good way to remember just as long as you do not wallow too long. Good work.
Survive or suffer
Born to suffer😭
Why alone 😔😔
The absence
Lonely 🥺🥺😭