In the depths of sorrow, where shadows loom,
I weave a poem of heartache's gloom.
For pain, a relentless, piercing dart,
That etches scars upon the wounded heart.
Oh, heartache, you cruel and relentless foe,
You seep into every crevice, every woe.
Like a tempest's rage, you tear at my core,
Leaving fragments of hope scattered on the floor.
Each beat, a reminder of the ache within,
A melody of sadness, a dirge of sin.
The weight of sorrow, an anchor that binds,
As anguish and longing intertwine.
Memories, like thorns, pierce through the soul,
Unveiling emotions beyond control.
Lost dreams and shattered illusions unfold,
Leaving behind a tale of hearts untold.
Yet in this darkness, a glimmer resides,
A strength that emerges, where pain subsides.
For within the heartache, resilience takes flight,
Embracing scars, birthing courage and light.
In time, the pain may slowly recede,
As healing whispers with a gentle breeze.
For the heart, though fragile, possesses might,
To mend its wounds and emerge from the night.
So, let this poem stand as a testament,
To the human spirit, resilient and bent.
In pain, we find the seeds of growth,
A bittersweet reminder of our soul's oath.
For within the heartache, lessons reside,
A tender reminder to cherish life's tide.
With every throb, we learn to endure,
To find solace in love, and hope to procure.
So, dear heart, though burdened with strife,
Know that your pain is a testament to life.
Embrace it, heal it, and let it transform,
For from heart's pain, a stronger soul is born.
About the Creator
AHSAN
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