Silent Echoes

 

Silent Echoes

In the quietude of twilight's embrace,

Where shadows merge and memories trace,

I find myself lost in the caverns of absence,

Yearning for your touch, your essence.

The silence speaks volumes, a language unspoken,

A symphony of heartbeats, a promise broken.

Expectations, like fragile glass, shatter,

Leaving shards of pain, scattered.

Each echo of your laughter, now a phantom note,

Haunts the corridors of my soul, aching and remote.

The void you left behind, a cosmic expanse,

Where stars weep constellations, in a cosmic dance.

I listen to the hush of midnight's veil,

As if it holds secrets, whispers of a love frail.

The moon, a silent witness, weeps silver tears,

Mapping constellations of longing, spanning years.

Expectations birthed hope, but pain took its toll,

And now, silence reigns—a cavernous black hole.

Yet, I linger here, tracing memories' refrain,

Lost in the quiet, where love and loss remain.

cm.writes