Silent Cries

In the quiet corners of the world, Where shadows dance and hope unfurls, Lies a heart with no hand to hold, A story untold, a spirit cold. Their laughter, once a golden stream, Now echoes through a broken dream, For in their eyes, a silent plea, A wish for love, to just be free. No mother's touch to calm their night, No father's voice to guide them right, Alone they stand, yet hearts so bold, In a world that's often cold. They walk through days with heavy feet, In search of warmth, a love complete, But still they rise, despite the pain, In every loss, there's something gained. For orphans are the strongest breed, They plant their hearts, they sow their seed, And in the darkness, they will find, A strength within, a peace of mind. So when you see their eyes, so deep, Remember those who silently weep, And let your heart, with kindness, share, A world where every soul's aware.