Echoes of Longing
By User
Some questions linger — silent, slow to fade:
Who will I lose? And who’ll walk my way?
A canvas of longing none ever could trace,
In tides of doubt, who’ll read my face?
I wonder beneath night’s velvet disguise,
Who'll claim the stars? Who'll own moonlit skies?
Mercy once poured, yet I stood apart —
When it rains again, who’ll earn its heart?
I gaze in your eyes, and the silence speaks:
Who can endure the love that your glance leaks?
Your soft eyes make me feel proud and free —
Who can bear the weight of being seen by thee?
In every moment we meet, thoughts run deep:
Who asks the questions? Who dares answers to keep?
writer: Noory