Tristan Robert Lange

Poet | Mystic | Existential Voice | Human with a haunted halo

Tristan Robert Lange is a poet whose work blends existential depth, gothic imagery, and spiritual subtext. This site is home to their published poems, reflections, and creative journey.

A nightingale sings from a bare branch beneath a luminous full moon above a sea of clouds and distant mountains. Deep blue night tones create a contemplative atmosphere. Tristan Robert Lange branding appears at the bottom with no poem snippet text on the image.
Image: AI-generated using DALL·E and modified by the author; Poetry: written by Tristan Robert Lange, Human-authored.

Why won’t the words come?
Blank like a cloud-filled sky—

Why I wonder—why?
Why can I not sing

Freely

Perched up high
In the sky,

A nightingale
Singing her song

Even when I cry.

POET’S NOTE:
Part of The Art of Being collection.

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