Under the silvered light, I stand alone
A figure etched, against the moon's pale throne
The night air whispers secrets, in my ear
Of dreams and longing, of love and fear

My heart, a canvas, painted with the hues
Of memories and moments, forever imbued
The moon's gentle beams, illuminate the past
And in its light, I see the love that will forever last

In this quiet hour, I search for answers deep
For the mysteries of the heart, and the secrets we keep
The moon above, a witness to my soul
Listens as I whisper, my deepest hopes and goals

In the stillness, I find a peace that's true
A sense of calm, that only the night can do
The moon's soft light, a balm to my heart
A reminder that even in darkness, love will never depart.

28.01.2025

Is the cartography of the soul
Where shadows dance and darkness unfolds
It's is the language of the unseen
A whispered dialogue between the heart and the dream

Like an archaeologist of the inner world
It uncovers the artifacts of the unfurled
A tapestry of emotions, intricate and worn
A testament to the human condition, forever torn

Silence, poetry is the sound
Of the heartbeat, the pulse, the rhythm unbound
A symphony of contradictions, a harmony of pain
A celebration of the beauty that remains

Like a mystic, it seeks the unknown
A union with the divine, a oneness with the tone
Of the universe, a vibration that echoes through eternity
A whispered promise of transcendence, a glimpse of infinity

A canvas once painted with vibrant hues
Now faded, worn, and torn in two
The brushstrokes of memory still linger on
A bittersweet reminder of what's been undone

A tree that stood tall, its branches wide
Now withered, bare, and shattered inside
Its roots still clinging to the earth below
A testament to love that refused to let go

A river that flowed with gentle, loving streams
Now reduced to trickles, mere echoes of dreams
Its waters still whispering secrets to the shore
A reminder of love that was, and what's been lost forevermore

A flame that burned bright, its warmth and light
Now reduced to embers, a dying, fading sight
Its ashes still holding the memories of the past
A bittersweet reminder of love that will forever last.