Eternal Peace

In the quiet realm where shadows weep,

A world of echoes, where sorrows sleep.

Eternal peace, a distant song,

In the heart's chamber, where dreams go wrong.

The moonlight weaves a tapestry,

Of memories lost in mystery.

Silent tears, like falling stars,

Paint the canvas of my heart with scars.

Whispers of the past linger on,

In the stillness where hope is gone.

A symphony of sighs, a mournful tune,

Underneath the melancholy moon.

Wandering through the corridors of time,

I seek solace in this paradigm.

Eternal peace, an elusive wraith,

Drifts away like a vanishing faith.

In the garden of eternal night,

Blossoms wither, devoid of light.

The fragrance of serenity, a fleeting breath,

Lost in the vast expanse of death.

Yet, in the abyss, a sliver of grace,

A fragile smile in sorrow's embrace.

For even in the depths of despair,

There's a glimmer of hope lingering there.

Eternal peace, a distant shore,

Yearned for, but grasped no more.

In the tears that fall and sorrows cease,

Lies the bittersweet essence of eternal peace.