Shattered Dreams

In shadows deep, where pain resides,

A broken heart in tatters hides.

I pen these words, my soul laid bare,

A requiem for love's despair.

Once, in the realm of sweetest dreams,

Our hearts entwined in golden streams.

But now, the embers turned to ash,

Fading echoes of love's sweet clash.

The promises we made, now torn,

Like petals from a rose, forlorn.

With every word, a dagger's sting,

Love's symphony silenced, no longer sing.

The laughter that once filled the air,

Now echoes of a love unfair.

Each memory a bittersweet knife,

Etching scars upon the canvas of life.

In solitude, I roam the night,

A wounded soul, devoid of light.

The stars above, once shining bright,

Now mock me with their distant light.

I mourn the loss, the love we shared,

A fragile bond, too easily snared.

Yet, through the tears that stain my face,

I find strength in the depths of grace.

For love's true essence cannot fade,

Though fractured hearts may ache and fade.

From broken dreams, new hope shall rise,

A phoenix born from love's demise.

So, let me heal, let me reclaim,

The fragments of my shattered frame.

In time, I'll rise from sorrow's well,

With newfound strength, my heart will dwell.

And though this poem bears a tale of woe,

It speaks of resilience, the will to grow.

For love may break, but love will mend,

In tender hearts, a new beginning's blend.

So, let the tears fall, let the healing start,

For in the depths of pain, we find our art.

This shattered heart will mend and find,

A love that's true, forever kind.