(All three parts merged into one flowing lyrical poem)
There Was No Promise
There was no vow
I made to life,
No wish to breathe
Without you beside.
Yet you left
Without a word,
The air still moves—
But not like before.
Each morning
Feels out of tune,
Even the tea
Whispers your name.
The walls
Still wear your trace,
The night still hums
Your lost embrace.
The flowers bloom
But hide their glow,
Since you left,
Even fragrance slows.
Where you turned
And walked away,
The roads forgot
To go astray.
The emptiness
You left behind
Taught me slowly
How to find…
That every season
Without your song
Still carries you—
All year long.
(Rain's First Scar)
We once danced
In monsoon bliss,
Now rain just wets
What love would miss.
(Fall’s Whispered Farewell)
Leaves fell
Like broken oaths,
Memory rustled
Through hollowed groves.
(Winter's Silence)
Your eyes—
I search in mist,
But frozen hands
Can’t hold your kiss.
(Spring’s Unspoken Wait)
With you the blossoms
Sang in fire,
Now they wait
In quiet desire.
(Summer’s Void)
The heat remains—
No shade, no trace,
The fan spins on
With empty grace.
(Moonlit Solitude)
The moon still hides
Your fading face,
The stars remember
Your sweet grace.
(Quiet Questions)
I never asked
Why you left me,
But at each turn
I searched gently.
(And Still I Stand)
Yes I live
Without your gaze,
But not broken—
Just remade.
(The Final Flame)
In your ashes
I found my light,
Your absence
Made the silence bright.
(Love Reborn)
Love now dwells
Not in a face,
But in the stillness
Between space.
(Truth in Absence)
You left—
Yet life went on.
Your memory
Became my dawn.
(One Last Promise)
If we ever
Meet again,
Not in words—
But in the wind...
Recognize me
By the breath I hold,
Where living without you
Was never foretold.
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