Apr 51 min read

Echoes of a Silent Heart

In the quiet corners of her soul,

Where shadows linger and whispers unfold,

She carries the weight of unspoken words,

A symphony of sorrow, melodies unheard.

Her eyes, once bright with hope's embrace,

Now hold the echoes of a silent grace,

Tears unshed, like dew on morning grass,

Aching for release, yet bound to the past.

Her heart, a fragile vessel of longing,

Weaves tales of loss, of love's undoing,

Each beat a reminder of what once was,

Now fading like footprints in the dust.

And so she walks, a ghost in her own story,

A canvas of emotions, muted and hoary,

Not crying, but carrying the weight of years,

A sad weary woman, etched in silent tears.

“In the quietude of pain, our unspoken emotions echo. Let us learn to listen—to our hearts and to others—before the silence consumes us.” 🌟

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