The Light After Sorrows

In shadows deep, where sorrows sigh,

A flicker stirs, the light draws nigh.

Through endless night, it gently weaves,

"The Light After Sorrows," it softly breathes.

Beneath the weight of tears that fall,

Hope blossoms, answering sorrow's call.

In verses spun with resilience and might,

A tale unfolds, embracing the light.

Harmony dances with each refrain,

As courage rises, breaking the chain.

Multisyllabic words in rhythmic flow,

Painting a canvas of an afterglow.

Whispers of solace, like a gentle breeze,

Caress wounded hearts, putting them at ease.

The crescendo builds, a symphony born,

The light after sorrows, a new morn.

Through valleys low and mountains high,

The poem unfolds, reaching for the sky.

With syllables that resonate and sing,

Hope unfurls its triumphant wing.

So let this verse, a beacon be,

Guiding souls to serenity.

In the tapestry of time that borrows,

Find solace in "The Light After Sorrows."

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