4 result(s) for Dejected Poems.
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Echoes of Silence
In twilight's grip, where shadows wane,
The echoes of laughter, now whisper pain.
Once vibrant words in the daylight spun,
Have turned to ink when the joy was done.
Where dreams would bloom, now wilted sighs,
As silence dances 'neath somber skies.
Each verse a ghost, a memory's gleam,
In the quiet dusk, a broken dream.
Echoes of Emptiness
In empty verses, shadows play,
Each line a whisper, lost in gray.
Hearts heavy with the weight of loss,
Memories linger, a silent gloss.
Vows unspoken, dreams that fade,
Hope, a ghost in twilight's shade.
Ink drips slowly, like tears unwept,
In this solitude, where sorrow's kept.
The page, a mirror of aching truth,
Reflects the remnants of fading youth.
Yet in this desolation's song,
We find a strength to carry on.
Echoes of Joy
In twilight's grip, the shadows sway,
Where laughter bloomed, now silence lay.
Once vibrant veins of joy ignited,
Now whispers of dreams, reluctantly blighted.
The echoes of mirth, like ghosts on the breeze,
Flicker and falter, bring hearts to their knees.
Beneath the weight of a wistful sigh,
In shadows we dwell, where bright hopes die.
Yet through the veil of this somber night,
A flicker remains, a distant light.
For in darkest corners, the embers abide,
Awaiting the dawn where the lost will reside.
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Ink of Sorrow
In quiet corners, whispers creep,
Ink bleeds sorrow, secrets steep.
Pages stained with tears cascade,
Each line a knife, where dreams have frayed.
Words like shadows, drift and fall,
A heart's lament, a silent call.
Worn and weary, they seek the light,
Yet find solace in the night.
In every fragment, pain entwined,
Dejected truths, in verses signed.
