Poems

Individual poems

The Shadows Murmur

The Shadow’s Murmur (I Am) Within the spectral corridors where recollections decay, I stalk unseen, a ghostly phantom. My touch is colder than the forgotten crypt, my presence as fleeting as a waning moon. In the spectral murmur, you surrender to the chilling dread. I am your shadow, murmuring in your ear,In every dreadful silence, […]

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The Needles Touch

The Needle’s Touch (I Am) In the chamber of sterile walls and hushed lament,Where shadows linger, and despair is sent.With every heartbeat, a flicker of hope,Yet fear’s grip tightens, a slippery slope. The remedy I wield, a double-edged sword,Through veins it flows, striking a chord.My needle gleams with whispered grace,Unveiling truths in the healer’s space.

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