In whispers, your name paints galaxies on my tongue,
Stars aligned, our fingers trace stories unsung.
Laughter ripples, echoes in chambers of our hearts,
Two souls entwined, a masterpiece of vibrant arts.
Sun-kissed days melt into moonlit serenades,
Promises woven, vows whispered in moonlit glades.
Eyes locked, oceans reflecting the sky's boundless hue,
Love's symphony plays, forever we knew.
But shadows creep, whispers turn into chilling cries,
Galaxies crumble, tears fall from painted skies.
Entwined fingers loosen, the masterpiece starts to tear,
Laughter fades, echoes lost in a silence severe.
Vows shatter, promises drift on winds cold and stark,
Hearts echo hollow, love's fragile flame leaves its mark.
Moonlit serenades replaced by deafening silence's sting,
Aching void remains where vibrant melodies once would sing.
Your name, a bitter taste on my parched, lonely tongue,
Stars fall silent, a story forever unsung.
Chambers of my heart echo with emptiness untold,
Two souls adrift, the connection forever cold.
About the Creator
Buzu
Verses sculpted from the heart, I'm a poet navigating emotions with ink-stained fingertips. Crafting tales that dance between reality and dreams, my words paint a symphony of feelings in the canvas of life. 📜✨ #PoetLife #Wordsmith
Comments (1)
This reads so well top to bottom and in reverse! Loved your poem!