The world went silent the day you left,
A hush fell over all, as if time itself had wept.
The air grew thick with unshed tears,
And the earth beneath my feet trembled with fears.
...
In days of youth, so carefree and bright,
I danced through joy, bathed in sunlight.
Games and laughter, a melody in rhyme,
A world of happiness, an innocent time.
...
Time, a river that flows so swift,
Carries moments like leaves adrift.
You chase the dawn, then miss the night,
A soul grows weary, losing its light.
...
In the hollow of the night, where shadows softly creep,
I walk alone on paths we carved, in memories I keep.
Your laughter lingers, ghost-like, in the corners of my mind,
But when I turn to find you there, it's only wind I find.
...
In the hush before dawn breaks,
When dreams still softly hum,
And the world lies in slumber's grasp,
To the beat of a quiet drum,
...
In the quiet moments when the world is still,
I close my eyes and see you, my heart's own thrill.
Though miles may stretch between your world and mine,
Our bond remains, unbroken, through space and time.
...
Golden arches, bright and true,
Fifty years of something new,
From morning's light to evening's close,
McDonald's shines wherever it goes.
...
Some months ago, without a clue,
A stranger came, out of the blue.
No invitation, no advance call,
He entered swiftly, towering tall.
...
Once, she was shadows and silver,
a wisp of night cloaked in black,
pierced by moonlight and metal gleams—
a constellation of studs, rings, and chains
...
I find myself lost, often, in glimpses of you—
The hum of a stadium, that green and blue,
Greece victorious, England left behind,
And you're there, a whisper sharp in my mind.
...
Spring stirs awake from winter's hollow chill,
Petals shake free, unfurling in a thrill—
Soft whispers of green in grey cracks appear,
Life rising like a breath, so bright, so clear.
...
The sky wears a softer shade,
washed by clouds the colour of smoke,
as trees set their leaves to flame,
burning bright before they break.
...
She lost her mother young,
in a hush that stole the dawn—
like a silent storm that sweeps the land,
leaving shadows where sun had shone.
...
In a little town where time forgot,
Lived some seniors who thought, 'Why not?
Let's master this tech, these gadgets and gizmos,
We'll be TikTok stars in their dance videos! '
...
Christmas in the Ward
The tinsel hangs on plastic trees,
A fragile cheer in memories' breeze.
...
Oh Thessaloniki, cradle of sunlit dreams,
Where azure waters whisper to golden streams,
Your streets, a tapestry of stories untold,
Where past and present seamlessly unfold.
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The morning comes like a slap to the face,
Another day in this relentless race.
The air feels thick, like it's choking me out,
Each breath a question, each step a doubt.
...
I stood upon the precipice of night,
Where shadows whispered promises of flight,
A silent void, a siren's mournful plea,
And yet, the stars—so far—still called to me.
...
Born in 1992 in Widnes, I am an aspiring poet with a deep love for family and the art of words. My writing is fuelled by the connections I hold dear, finding inspiration in the everyday moments that weave together the tapestry of life. Through poetry, I strive to capture the beauty of the world around me and share it with others.)
Until We Meet Again.
The world went silent the day you left,
A hush fell over all, as if time itself had wept.
The air grew thick with unshed tears,
And the earth beneath my feet trembled with fears.
Your voice, now a distant echo, fades,
Like a song that once filled the glades.
But now the melody is lost in the wind,
Leaving only the sorrow that lingers within.
Your chair sits empty, your shoes by the door,
Reminders of a presence that exists no more.
I reach out in the dark for your hand to hold,
But grasp only the void, so cold, so cold.
The days stretch long, an endless grey,
Each moment a reminder that you've gone away.
Yet in every shadow, in every breath,
I feel the haunting presence of death.
They say you're at peace, in a place far beyond,
But here in the silence, I struggle to hold on.
The world keeps turning, indifferent and vast,
While I stand here mourning the days that have passed.
Your laughter, once a balm to my soul,
Now leaves behind a gaping hole.
I try to remember the warmth of your smile,
But it slips through my fingers, like sand through the Nile.
I wander through the days, a ghost of who I was,
Trying to make sense of the because.
But there's no reason, no rhyme, no way,
To fill the emptiness that's come to stay.
The stars in the sky seem dimmer tonight,
As if they, too, mourn the loss of your light.
And though you're gone, and I'm left here to grieve,
Your memory lingers, refusing to leave.
But memories are shadows, and shadows can't fill,
The emptiness that death leaves still.
So I walk through the silence, through the dark, through the pain,
Holding onto the hope that we'll meet again.