Upon the silver tide, the echoes shatter,
The stars dissolve in whispers—lost, unseen...
The silent waves, in moonlit sorrow, scatter,
Like distant memories drifting in between.
A shadow lingers—cold, untamed, unyielding,
A specter carved from longing and regret...
Yet in the hush, the twilight still revealing
A promise woven deep where fate is set.
© Volodymyr Versta
Date:06.06.25
адреса: https://www.poetryclub.com.ua/getpoem.php?id=1041413
Рубрика: Лірика кохання
дата надходження 10.06.2025
автор: Володимир Верста