Litchi
Lush in your glow, like dawn on my cheek,
I found your sweetness in summers I seek.
Tales of old gardens and whispers of breeze,
Childhood in pockets, with moments like these.
Holding you close, I smiled through the heat,
In hidden corners, you made life sweet.-
The silences we carry,
The petals we never plucked,
The ache we named beauty
And the beauty we let ache.-
Pages Turned by Wind
The wind found the book I left on the windowsill,
Its spine tired,
Its chapters swollen with unsaid things.
The wind turned the pages slowly,
Like it knew each one held
A version of me I couldn’t return to.
There, your laughter,
Folded into the crease of a summer evening.
There, my silence,
Pressed between questions I never asked.
And somewhere in between,
A story that wanted an ending,
But learned to live without one...
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A gentle glow in the vast ocean of darkness,
guiding us quietly through the unknown.-
Ashes of a Wild Love
...The fire grew wild,
Too fierce, too bright,
Until it burned itself down to nothing!
And the wind, once so full of laughter,
Was left to carry the ashes...
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The lullaby played though no one was near,
a cradle rocked slow with no baby to hear.
I whispered “Who’s there?” to the hollow air,
and the mirror replied with a smile I don’t wear!-
Garden
Gathered my grief in handfuls of clay,
And sowed the silence where dreams decay.
Roots of pain curled under the skin,
Drenched in the storm I carry within.
Even the sky bent low to see,
New life blooming quietly in me...-
Held in Threes
Three knocks at the door,
Past, present, and the maybe.
Three breaths before a wish,
Three stars hiding in a cloudy sky.
A triangle of truth,
Where love, loss, and longing sit,
None willing to leave.
Three words unspoken,
Three chances missed,
And still...
The heart beats in threes.-
"At the edge of war, they found something gentler,
an end wrapped in humanity..."
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