Fragments of Love

In the realm of sorrow's embrace,

A tale of love now lost, I trace.

Within these verses, words shall weep,

As heart's fragments, forever keep.

Once a flame that brightly burned,

A love so pure, now overturned.

In tender moments, we did reside,

But destiny's hand chose to divide.

Each touch, a memory etched in skin,

Now lost to winds that softly spin.

Where laughter danced, now echoes fade,

And dreams we cherished start to evade.

Oh, the pain of severed ties,

As love's garden withers and dies.

Fragments of hope, once intertwined,

Now lie scattered, forlorn and blind.

Silent tears flow down the cheek,

In echoes of the love we seek.

Aching whispers cling to the air,

Yearning for a love beyond repair.

Heartbreak's tempest, relentless storm,

Leaves wounds that refuse to reform.

In the darkest hours, we find release,

Through shattered whispers, seeking peace.

So let these words be a gentle balm,

For souls who've tasted love's sweet psalm.

Though hearts may break, they still can heal,

And find solace in wounds that love conceals.

For in the fragments of love's demise,

New beginnings may yet arise.

As time's tapestry continues to weave,

A love reborn, in moments to believe.

Though heartbreak's anguish may endure,

Love's essence remains ever pure.

From ashes, we'll rise, with strength anew,

And in these fragments, find love's breakthrough.