Echoes of the Soul
silent voices and whispers
In the depths of silence, where whispers reside,
Echoes of the soul, profound and wide,
A symphony of emotions, tender and true,
Unveiling the essence of me and of you.
In the corridors of memories, they softly linger,
Each echo a story, a profound finger,
Caressing the heart, stirring its core,
Resonating with feelings from days of yore.
Joy dances freely, its laughter resounds,
Echoing through valleys, in vibrant surrounds,
Like sunlight's embrace, warm and bright,
Igniting the spirit, a celestial light.
Yet shadows may creep, with whispers of pain,
Echoes of heartache, a mournful refrain,
But within their depths, strength does arise,
Transforming wounds into infinite skies.
Love, oh love, in echoes it thrives,
Unveiling secrets, where passion derives,
Whispered promises, sweet and serene,
An eternal flame, forever unseen.
In echoes of the soul, hope takes flight,
A beacon of dreams, ever so bright,
Guiding our steps through darkness unknown,
With echoes of courage, we're never alone.
So let the echoes reverberate deep within,
The symphony of the soul, where love has been,
For in its vast chamber, truth finds its role,
Resounding forever, these echoes of the soul.
About the Creator
prabin mahato
All stories have to at least try to explain some small portion of the meaning of life. You can do that in 20 minutes, and 15 inches.
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