Baskadia

Amidst shadows cast by grief's embrace,

A tear-stained symphony, a somber space.

Heart's heavy burden, a weight to bear,

In sorrow's depths, we find despair.

Fleeting joys now lost, like petals in the wind,

A shattered soul, broken, aches to mend.

In silence, we mourn, our hearts entwined,

Bound by the pain, the ties that bind.

Lonely echoes resound, in the depths of night,

A haunting melody of sorrow's plight.

Yet in this darkness, a glimmer of hope,

A flicker of light to help us cope.

Through tears and sadness, we find our way,

Towards healing skies, a brighter day.

So let us call this ode to sorrow's art,

"The Weeping Symphony," from a wounded heart.