In winter's hush, alone I tread,
Solitude's path where shadows are bred.
A bed of frost, colder than the snow,
In silence, hearts ache, emotions echo.
ŞİMDİ OKUDUĞUN
Poems: Gade 12- Present Day
ŞiirFrom another guy in the world, to you. Words that aren't spoken, but remain true. I hope you find comfort in my poetry too. A rusted connection to my reality, because honestly. I've lost it.
Forty Below
In winter's hush, alone I tread,
Solitude's path where shadows are bred.
A bed of frost, colder than the snow,
In silence, hearts ache, emotions echo.
