1.

Empty streets echo—

a sparrow lands on silence,

peace or loneliness?

2.

Hands that used to hold

now wave through flickering screens,

yearning pixel-deep.

3.

The sun keeps rising—

masked smiles walk beneath its glow,

half of joy still shines.

4.

Time spills like still tea,

slow and bitter, yet somehow

warms what’s left inside.

5.

Grief and gratitude

breathe the same uncertain air—

inhaled with each dawn.

6.

In the hush of night,

one laugh breaks the solemn dark—

fragile but alive.

7.

One seed in a pot—

hope doesn’t need a garden

to stretch toward the light.