Poetry of Life
In the shadows, my heart cries, A melody of sadness, a silent river. Memories dance, in the seeping darkness, A symphony of longing, searching love. In the stillness of the night, Where the shadows creep softly, The echo of lost love, Haunts me as I cry. Memories are like thorns, Penetrating the soft skin, The heart that was once whole, Now broken inside. But in the midst of this pain, a glimmer of hope still shines, Because from the depths of the heart, Strength emerges in a silent scream.
