Empty: A Poem

The silence echos with the last reverberation of lost laughs, Soaked into the cold stone walls; listen. If you press your ear against the bricks They shall tell you all the stories that they know, spanning Decades; years ago, as now, The same routine played out By different faces in the echoes of the past; … More Empty: A Poem

Dust: A Poem

Hi there, sorry for the late post, but I finished my mock exams today, woo! Here’s a little something I wrote a little while ago, I should be back to writing some new stuff tomorrow. Thick, carpeting dust, Preserving finger trails of memories And thoughts whispered to empty rooms. Giving substance to sunlight, Dancing past … More Dust: A Poem