In the silent chambers of memory, she lingers,
A presence felt in absence, a void unbridged.
Her voice reverberates within the depths of my core,
A symphony of emotions now stilled by time.
The world moves on, oblivious to my pain,
Yet I am anchored in this vast expanse of sorrow,
Tides of tears surge and recede, relentless,
Each wave crashing upon the shores of my soul.
Days blend into nights, an enduring cycle,
Where fleeting whispers of comfort fade into silence,
And the weight of her absence remains my unwavering burden,
A burden I bear, heavy and persistent.
How does one press forward when the past clings so tightly?
When memories cast shadows in the darkness of night,
The loss of a mother leaves an enduring imprint,
A scar woven into the very fabric of my existence.
CZYTASZ
Whispers of the Soul: Verses From Within
PoezjaEmbark on a journey into the depths of the human spirit with Whispers of the Soul: Verses From Within by Royce Earnest Rasmussen. In this captivating collection of poetry, Rasmussen delicately weaves words into intricate tapestries of emotion, invit...
