Nobody Cares

By: Amorbaby

 In the hustle of life's daily affairs,

Amidst laughter, joy, and shared embraces,

Yet within, a whisper, an echo declares,

Alone, secluded in empty spaces.

Friends adorned in their own attire,

Family enwrapped in their cherished roles,

Amidst their mirth, your heart may tire,

A solitary figure, bearing unspoken tolls.

In every smile, a story concealed,

Each laugh masks a quiet plea,

As shadows deepen, wounds are revealed,

Alone, you bear what none may see.

The world spins on its bustling track,

Each soul ensconced in its private flight,

Amidst the noise, you fade to black,

Alone in the realm of silent night.

Nobody cares in the bustling race,

Lost in their quests, their dreams to chase,

But within your world, emotions bear,

Aching whispers of nobody there.

Yet amid this solitary glare,

Know, dear soul, within this rhyme,

Though silence echoes, I'm aware,

And here with you, through endless time.

If I Disappear from the World

 By: Amorbaby

If I disappear from the world,
Will whispers of my presence fade,
Or will remnants of my essence curl
Around the corners where I've played?

Will the stars hold my silent gaze,
Or will they blink indifferent eyes?
Will laughter still dance in familiar ways,
Amidst the absence of my sighs?

Will the trees still rustle in the wind,
Telling tales of moments shared?
Or will my absence gently rescind
Those memories once brightly paired?

Will someone pause in passing thought,
A fleeting moment of my face?
Or will I, in time, be simply forgotten,
Lost in life's bustling pace?

If I vanish from the world's embrace,
Will joy blossom more freely there?
Or will shadows linger in the space
Where once I breathe the same air?

Perhaps my absence, a fading hue,
Will cast no ripples, stir no wave.
Yet, let my presence echo true—
In kindness given, moments I gave.

For even if the world moves on,
A piece of me may linger still,
In a song, a smile, a dawn's soft yawn,
A gentle touch, a cherished thrill.

So, if I vanish from this sphere,
Let memories paint a subtle hue,
And if someone sheds a quiet tear,
Know that I once felt their view.

For in this vast, unending scroll,
I've etched my mark, a tender trace,
And if I disappear from the whole,
Love's whispers linger in its space.

Edward's Symphony (Claire de Lune by Debussy)

By: Amorbaby

In the depths of night, a piano softly weeps,
Echoes of ages, a melody that seeps,
Through centuries past, where time does swoon,
Edward plays "Clair de Lune," a timeless tune.

Forlorn keys caressed by hands of despair,
Each note a whisper, a longing laid bare,
A hundred years passed, in the moon's soft glow,
He plays for a love he's yet to know.

Through twilight's veil, his soul takes flight,
Lost in the chords of eternal night,
A haunting refrain, a yearning's embrace,
Music that echoes through time and space.

In each delicate trill and poignant chord,
Resides a hope that cannot be ignored,
A symphony woven with bittersweet grace,
His heart's melody, in a solitary place.

Though unknown, the face of his destined muse,
Edward's devotion, a timeless ruse,
"Clair de Lune" sings of love's sweet chore,
A serenade for one he's yet to adore.
Through the ivories' dance, his heartstrings strum,
Awaiting the one he'll finally become,
In patient vigil, his soul takes flight,
Playing for love in the hushed moonlight.

Melody of Sadness and Hope (Bella's Lullaby)

By: Amorbaby1987

In twilight's tender embrace, their worlds entwine,
Bella, in dreams, where fantasies align,
Edward, a specter in the night's tranquil hue,
Guardian unseen, his love pure and true.


Bella's lullaby whispers secrets untold,
Of realms apart where their destinies unfold.
She drifts through realms of mortal delight,
While Edward, a sentinel, keeps her in sight.


In Bella's world, where daylight reigns supreme,
She dances through life, in a mortal dream.
Edward, a phantom, in shadows, does dwell,
Ever vigilant, protecting her well.


Through whispers of twilight, their lives diverge,
One is in the light, and the other's a surge
Of darkness and secrets, a world of his own,
Yet bound by a love that's eternally sewn.


In every soft note of the lullaby's croon,
Their tales entwine, like the sun and the moon.
Bella's melody, a bridge that transcends,
Edward's vigil, a love that never ends.


In disparate lives, in realms far and wide,
Their love's unyielding, forever allied.
Bella and Edward, in separate spheres, roam,
Yet together, entwined, in love's sacred home.