Amidst the forest's tranquil embrace, Where ancient trees reach for skies' embrace, Whispers of leaves, a soft ballet,
By Mohamed Sayed8 months ago in Poets
In the quiet hours, our souls meet. Fading echoes of laughter's embrace, Now swallowed by sorrow's empty space. Stars above, like distant dreams,
Beneath the weight of leaden skies, A lonely heart in silence cries. Tangled in the threads of pain, In a world where joy seems in vain.
Amidst the shadows, my heart does weep, In sorrow's embrace, my secrets I keep. A symphony of tears, a soul worn thin,