Sunflower🌻for Emily

Solitude

📷image credit to Volker Lehmann

When dusk sets in for twilight,

Where shadows dance with pale sunlight,

A soul finds peace in silent grace,

In solitude, a sacred space.

No voices break the tranquil air,

No hurried steps, no worldly care,

Just whispers of the wind's soft song,

In solitude, where hearts belong.

A moment's pause, a breath so deep,

In solitude, the soul can weep,

Yet in those tears, a strength is found,

In solitude, we're truly crowned.

In solitude, the mind can soar,

To distant lands, to every shore.

Dreams unfurl like petals bright,

In solitude, they take their flight.

The clouds above, deserve extol,

In solitude, they quiet my soul.

A journey inward, calm and still,

In solitude, we find our will.

Through still lagoon and tall, green trees,

In solitude, our spirit glees.

A quiet strength, a gentle power,

In solitude, we bloom, we flower.

~ €mpêråtrïzV

Liam's Melody

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Here in the spotlight's gentle glow,

A voice that weaves through highs and lows,

From Wolverhampton's streets he rose,

To stages where the music flows.

With every note, a story told,

Of dreams pursued, of hearts consoled,

A journey marked by courage bold,

In melodies that never grow old.

From boy band fame to solo flight,

He shines with talent, pure and bright,

A beacon in the darkest night,

His songs a source of pure delight.

With artistry that knows no bounds,

In every chord, his passion sounds,

A maestro of the music scene,

Whose talent shines in every theme.

His voice, a symphony of grace,

A gift that time cannot erase,

In every song, a heartfelt trace,

Of love and life, a warm embrace.

A multi-instrumental sage,

He played with skill beyond his age,

From strings to keys, he’d engage,

A virtuoso on the stage.

His hands could craft a melody,

On piano, guitar, effortlessly,

Each note a piece of artistry,

A testament to his mastery.

A painter with a vivid eye,

He brought to life the earth and sky,

With every brushstroke, dreams would fly,

In colors bold, his visions lie.

In every art form, he excelled,

A creative force, unparalleled,

With passion that could not be quelled,

In every medium, he dwelled.

His talents spanned both far and wide,

A true artist, none could hide,

The brilliance that he held inside,

In every form, his light would guide.

A poet with a soulful pen,

He touched hearts again and again,

With lyrics that could heal and mend,

A true artist, a cherished friend.

In laughter shared and moments bright,

He brought to life the purest light,

A spirit soaring to new heights,

In Liam's world, all felt just right.

Through rhythms that ignite the soul,

He finds his way, he finds his role,

A singer with a heart of gold,

In Liam's melody, we're whole.

His kindness touched both near and far,

A guiding light, a shining star,

With every act, he raised the bar,

A gentle soul, a heart ajar.

But now the stage is left in tears,

A voice that soothed our deepest fears,

Has left us far too soon, it seems,

Yet lives on in our hearts and dreams.

Though now he rests, his music stays,

A timeless echo through our days,

In every note, his essence plays,

A legacy that always sways.

In memories and songs we keep,

His legacy will never sleep,

For Liam's light will always gleam,

In every note, in every dream.

~ €mpêråtrïzV

Hope Amidst The Storm

In the quiet of the night, I lie awake,

A month of pain, a heart that aches.

Chronic hives and bruises, a relentless tide,

Brings waves of worry I cannot hide.

Depression's shadow looms so near,

Whispering doubts, feeding my fear.

What if this leads to something more?

A storm within my own cell, a future unsure.

Sadness wraps me in its cold embrace,

Anxiety's grip, a relentless chase.

Physical pain, a constant friend,

When will this suffering ever end?

I search for solace, a helping hand,

But it feels like no one understands.

In this battle, I stand alone,

Yearning for comfort, a place called home.

Yet within me, a spark remains,

A flicker of hope amidst the pains.

For even in darkness, light can be found,

In the depths of despair, strength is unbound.

~ €mpêråtrïzV

Echoes on Canvas

In strokes of color, lines of grace,
A world unfolds upon the space.
With every shade, the canvas sings,
Art's silent voice, the brush it brings.

A pencil's dance, a charcoal's sway,
On paper plains, they pirouette away.
Sketching dreams, outlining thought,
In drawing's realm, the soul is caught.

A gallery of minds, a tapestry so vast,
Where every hue, a memory's cast.
In art we find, life's echoes drawn,
From dusk of night to blush of dawn.

So let the art, in heart take part,
A masterpiece from the very start.
For every line, and every dot,
Is a story told, a vision caught.

~ €mpêråtrïzV

~ Copyright ©EmperatrizV @Sunflower for Emily, 07 July 2024 - All Rights Reserved

Silent Battles To A Chorus of Healing

In the quiet depths of mind, where shadows often tread,

Lies a silent battlefield, where many tears are shed.

A place where laughter once resided, now feels so hollow,

As the heartaches of tomorrow, in the darkness wallow.

Whispers of self-doubt, like thorns, they prick and tear,

Each petal of self-worth, stripped bare, left to despair.

The world outside moves on, in colors bright and bold,

Yet within these walls of thought, the air feels cold.

But let this verse remind, those who fight unseen battles,

Your strength lies in resilience, amidst life's rattles.

For every moment of weakness, there's a hidden might,

In reaching out for help, in sharing your plight.

Mental health, a journey, with its ebbs and flows,

A spectrum of emotions, that only the heart knows.

Let's weave a tapestry of support, understanding, care,

For every soul that struggles, let's be aware.

So speak your truth, let not your voice be quelled,

In the chorus of healing, let your story be held.

For in the sharing, we find a common thread,

A bond of human spirit, that in love is spread.

~ €mpêråtrïzV

**If you or someone you know is dealing with depression, it's important to seek help from friends, family, or mental health professionals. You're not alone, and there is hope and help available.

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Solitude

Liam's Melody

Hope Amidst The Storm

Echoes on Canvas

Silent Battles To A Chorus of Healing