Ashes of Midnight-

Ashes of Midnight-

LOVE

Oh, to love-
or to be loved-
what triumph that would be:
for one soul to dance
and set another free.
What songs we'd sing,
what laughter we'd share,
two hearts entangled
in something rare.
A victory,
a ballad,
a sacred rewrite-
love etched in silence,
burning bright.
But fuse too fast
and flames divide-
for love is a dance,
and timing is tide.
To set one free,
to feel life whole-
what triumph indeed,
to love…
or be loved whole.

DARKNESS

A darkness lingers
only I know.
You think you see-
but in shadows,
you crow.
A shimmer drifts
on a sea gone cold,
where lost horizons
swallow the bold.
Perhaps one day,
the moon will break-
and in its shatter,
chains will shake.
Not with noise,
nor grand reveal-
but with quiet truth
that dares to heal.

HOPE

Still-
a flicker.
In the belly of night,
a whisper stirs:
You may be all right.
Though chained by doubt,
and shrouded in gray,
something unseen
is leading the way.
The stars lean low,
like old friends near-
guiding the broken
through trembling fear.
Not every wound heals,
not every thread mends,
but hope is the stitch
that begins again.
So when love fades
and darkness stays,
hold fast to your flicker-
It knows the way