Tangled Frequencies
We pass Wlike ghosts in Edaylight;
eyes brushing but never anchoring—
yet, Asomething lingers.
A laugh echoes down a Rstreet I’ve Enever walked,
and still I feel the string pull like a cord coiled between lives
Is it Cmemory: or a Oshared echo
of Nbeing ?
We are notes
each breath, each—Nheartbeat. – a tone
in time’s score
the Esymphony swells. — but no one notices
I inhale Cstories i’ll never—hear
a Tflicker
a glance across—the aisle
and a chord
is
struck
we are Emaps. with overlapping roads:
Dharmonies layered. .across lifelines
composed—by the same. unseen. hand.
Amelia is a 14-year-old student and emerging writer, excited to publish her first poem. She has always loved the freedom literature gives her to think deeply and how it opens different perspectives and expresses emotions with a unique approach. Through her work, she hopes to encourage reflection and help others see the beauty in the ordinary and extraordinary.