“Echoes” — a lyrical journey through battlefields, heartbeats, and the fragile power of dreams. Echoes wars between worlds blooded battlefields deciphering the depths of swords and shields paused peace increased inundation shattered souls in silent salvation a ceaseless conflict a hollowed hope humanity hushed by a ruthless rope With you My heart whispers the whispers of your heart A steady rhythm a love-song from the start. A slow beat, a gasp, conveys your love to me in countless ways A faster lub-dub, when you’re near, echoes a thrill, so soft, so clear... the whispers, the pulse, the heart strings tied…...
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“Echoes” — a lyrical journey through battlefields, heartbeats, and the fragile power of dreams.
Echoes
wars between worlds
blooded battlefields
deciphering the depths
of swords and shields
paused peace
increased inundation
shattered souls
in silent salvation
a ceaseless conflict
a hollowed hope
humanity hushed
by a ruthless rope
With you
My heart whispers
the whispers of your heart
A steady rhythm
a love-song from the start.
A slow beat,
a gasp, conveys
your love to me
in countless ways
A faster lub-dub,
when you’re near,
echoes a thrill,
so soft, so clear...
the whispers, the pulse,
the heart strings
tied together
as we exhange rings
Heartbeat
the silence between two
heartbeats—
the pause
a void
carved by a black hole
will the heart beat again?
it did—
A tremble...then a thud
the cosmos stirred
the heartbeat between two
silences,
the pulse
a lub-dub of stars
echoing through emptiness
a gasp of fresh air
the realisation of life—
Will the silence
return again?
Weightless
I carry a bag of dreams
that seems light
to a passer-by
just like stars do
to an onlooker
weightless
miniscule
but in reality
they are more massive--
scorching hot
beyond everyone's reach
That's what my
bag of dreams
is like--
"light" as a star
Dreams
When all the hopes crumbled
and my every step fumbled
I heard,
whispers of a lost dream
from inside of me,a scream
elling me,
what I am meant to be
I have pulled myself together now,
glued the crushed pieces
of my self esteem
living to make true
my every dream
The battle of me against me is over now
I am no longer my foe,
and this time
I won't let go...
