๐’ฎ๐’ฝ๐’ฝ๐’ฝ๐’ฝ๐’ฝ ๐’พ๐“‰๐“ˆ ๐’ฒโ„ฏ๐“๐“ ๐’ฆโ„ฏ๐“…๐“‰

Keyara S Trotman

๐’ณ๐’ณ๐’ณ๐’ณ๐’ณ๐’ณ๐’ณ๐’ณ๐’ณ๐’ณ๐’ณ๐’ณ๐’ณ๐’ณ๐’ณ๐’ณ๐’ณ๐’ณ๐’ณ๐’ณ๐’ณ๐’ณ

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๐”‰๐”ถ๐”ฆ, ๐”ฑ๐”ฅ๐”ž๐”ฑ'๐”ฐ ๐”ฆ๐”ฑ ๐”ž๐”ซ๐”ถ๐”ช๐”ฌ๐”ฏ๐”ข.

๐”‰๐”ฌ๐”ฏ๐”Ÿ๐”ฆ๐”ก๐”ก๐”ข๐”ซ. ๐”ˆ๐”ซ๐” ๐”ฏ๐”ถ๐”ญ๐”ฑ๐”ข๐”ก, ๐”ญ๐”ž๐”ฏ๐”ฑ๐”ฆ๐” ๐”ฒ๐”ฉ๐”ž๐”ฏ๐”ฉ๐”ถ, ๐”ข๐”ณ๐”ข๐”ฏ ๐”ฐ๐”ฌ ๐”ฉ๐”ž๐”ฐ๐”ฑ๐”ฐ, ๐”ข๐”ฏ๐”ฏ๐”ฌ๐”ซ๐”ข๐”ฌ๐”ฒ๐”ฐ๐”ฉ๐”ถ.

 

Frosty windows hide a secret unseen,

Revealing tales of what lies between,

Uncovered whispers of a forgotten past,

A frozen world waiting to be unmasked.

 

๐’ฎ๐’พโ„Š๐“ƒโ„ฏ๐’น~ ๐’ซ๐“Ž๐“‰ ๐’ฆ๐’พฬจ๐“€๐’พฬจ๐Ÿฅ€

๐Ÿฅ‚

๐Ÿ™ˆ

โค๏ธ‍๐Ÿ”ฅ๐”„๐”ซ๐”ก ๐”ฆ๐”ฃ ๐”ฑ๐”ฅ๐”ข ๐”ฃ๐”ฉ๐”ž๐”ช๐”ข ๐”ค๐”ฌ๐”ข๐”ฐ ๐”ฌ๐”ฒ๐”ฑ... ๐”œ๐”ฌ๐”ฒ๐”ฏ ๐”ฅ๐”ข๐”ž๐”ฏ๐”ฑ๐Ÿ˜”

๐’ณ๐’ณ๐’ณ๐’ณ๐’ณ๐’ณ๐’ณ๐’ณ๐’ณ๐’ณ๐’ณ๐’ณ๐’ณ๐’ณ๐’ณ๐’ณ๐“๐“๐“๐“๐“๐“๐“๐“๐“

 

When the flame of love grows dim and fades away,

A heavy sadness settles in your heart's deep core,

The warmth and light that once brought joy and play,

Now leave you feeling lost, alone, and sore.

๐Ÿ“Œ

๐’ขโ„ด๐“ƒโ„ฏ ๐“ƒโ„ฏ๐“‹โ„ฏ๐“‡ โ„ฏ๐“‹โ„ฏ๐“‡ ๐“ˆโ„ด ๐“โ„ด๐“ˆ๐“‰, โ„ฏ๐“‹โ„ฏ๐“‡ ๐“ˆ๐’พ๐“ƒ๐’ธโ„ฏ โ„ด๐“ƒ๐’ธโ„ฏ ๐“‚โ„ด๐“‡โ„ฏ.๐Ÿ”

๐’œ๐“ˆ โ„'๐“‹โ„ฏ ๐“Œ๐“‡๐’พ๐“‰๐“‰โ„ฏ๐“ƒ... โ„ ๐“โ„ฏ๐’ป๐“‰ ๐“‰๐’ฝโ„ฏ โ„ฏ๐“ƒ๐“‰๐“‡๐“Ž ๐’ฟ๐“Š๐“ˆ๐“‰ ๐“‰โ„ด ๐“‰๐“Ž๐“…โ„ฏ ๐“‰๐’ฝ๐’พ๐“ˆ.  

8:43๐“…๐“‚

๐“ƒโ„ด ๐“‚โ„ด๐“‡โ„ฏ. ๐’ฉโ„ด ๐“โ„ฏ๐“ˆ๐“ˆ.

  • Author: Keyara S Trotman (Offline Offline)
  • Published: November 27th, 2025 08:38
  • Comment from author about the poem: Iโ€™ve placed this here written piece under spirituality, let me know where else youโ€™d place it. As always your welcomed to give feedback etc. Much appreciated ๐Ÿฅ‚โค๏ธ
  • Category: Spiritual
  • Views: 6
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  • sorenbarrett

    Dimming of love and cooling of sentiment is a sad feel. Well written

    • Keyara S Trotman

      Dearest Soren, I appreciate for taking the time to read and comment, needless to say for your feedback much appreciate you โค๏ธ

      • sorenbarrett

        You are most welcome

      • Tristan Robert Lange

        Kikiโ€ฆ the frost, the encryption, the ache beneath the glyphsโ€ฆThis one feels like breath on cold glassโ€ฆintimate and honest at once. Loved this. ๐Ÿฅ€๐Ÿคญโค๏ธโ€๐Ÿ”ฅ๐Ÿฅ‚

        • Keyara S Trotman

          Tristannnn dearest Tristan thank you for reading and a comment I really appreciate you. As always your welcome ๐Ÿฅ‚โค๏ธ๐Ÿ‘๐Ÿป

          • Tristan Robert Lange

            You are so welcome, my friend!



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