Echoes Of You Poem by Dorukhan Baris Oguzcan

Across the fading silver skies, your voice still lingers, soft, unwise. A shadow stitched in moonlight's thread, where every word we left unsaid.

The stars once whispered in your name, a fire lost, yet still the same. You walked away, I stayed behind, a story tangled in my mind.

Through echoes carved in quiet rain, I trace the weight of love and pain. No song can mend what time unspun, but still—I dream, though you're long gone.