"The screen lights up in the quiet of the night,
A sudden pulse of hope in LED light.
Each notification trembles through my chest,
A quivering beat that brings unrest.
My eyes search only for your name to appear,
The others blur like voices I can't hear.
My breath stands still as I reach for my phone,
It isn’t you, so I wait, patient as stone."
– from the collection *Whispers from the Zenith*
Crossover Collection: *Zenith through Rhyme*
Original poetry and artwork © Zenith Soulspace. All rights reserved.














