In the Echo of your absence
In the quiet dawn, where whispers sleep,
I weave my thoughts, in shadows deep.
Your laughter lingers, a phantom tune,
Yet here I stand, beneath a waning moon.
With every sunrise, hope takes flight,
But heavy clouds turn day to night.
I chase your ghost through fields of pain,
Each step I take, I find it in vain.
The coffee brews in our favorite cup,
But bitterness rises, I can’t lift it up.
The sunlight dances where you used to roam,
Now each beam feels like a call to home.
Like autumn leaves that spiral and fall,
My heart lays scattered, silent, small.
Each text I send, tread softly, withdraw,
A conversation haunted by the absence of “us.”
I twist my fate, I bend, I break,
Yet every effort leads to heartache.
Like marionette strings, tangled and tied,
No matter the jest, you’re not by my side.
I wander through memories, dusty, ajar,
Reminded of smiles, beneath a distant star.
But love can’t mend with a threadbare seam,
And the nights stretch long, in a broken dream.
In your absence, a sorrowful song,
A melody haunting, where shadows belong.
So I’ll whisper your name to the winds that roam,
And wait for the day we once more find home. here…
Your poem beautifully captures the profound feeling of loneliness, resonating deeply with a book that I am writing, 'Only the Lonely'
Keep going 😀
Nice I'm glad my writing can relate to a wide variety of readers and fellow writers
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