Poetry by Rowan Evans

Introduction

A moment of longing, a tide that has left me… Sometimes absence is a presence all its own. This short piece reflects the ache of missing someone, of feeling incomplete in empty spaces.

Miss na Siya
Poetry by Rowan Evans

Miss na siya—
like a fish
that can’t breathe
without its sea.
Every empty room
feels like the tide
has left me.

If you’re interested in more poetry, you can find it here → [The Library of Ashes]