Photo by Caner Demiroğlu
Solitude, my faithful friend,
In quiet nights, with you I blend.
No need for words to remind me so,
That you're always here, this I know.
Through streets we walk, avoiding the light,
In shadows we wander, hiding from sight.
People say I walk alone,
Not knowing that with you, I roam.
People come, and people go,
But you stay loyal, this I know.
About the Creator
Bardo Hernandez
Born and raised in Cancun, Mexico. I’m someone who loves a little bit of everything—history, legends, poetry, and the occasional fun fact.
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