**Home Alone**
''The Walls hold Stories of Laughter and of Tears''
By AbbasPublished about a year ago • 1 min read
In the quiet of the house, where echoes softly play,
Home alone, I wander through the light of day,
Shadows stretch and whisper secrets old and deep,
In the solitude, where memories softly seep.
The walls hold stories of laughter and of tears,
Of dreams and fears, through the passing years,
Each room a chapter, each corner a familiar face,
In this haven of solitude, I find my space.
A sanctuary where I can leave my mark.
In the solitude, I find a quiet grace,
Home alone, I cherish my own space.
About the Creator
Abbas
Versatile writer skilled in both tale & stories. Captivate readers with engaging content & immersive narratives. Passionate about informing, inspiring, & entertaining through words.
Comments (2)
"Each room a chapter, each corner a familiar face". Very liked that line.
"A sanctuary where I can leave my mark....In the solitude, I find a quiet grace"...really appreciate the serenity found in your poem.