Whispers of an Unseen Star: A Poem on Miscarriage

Lost in the depths of night, fantasies were woven,

The beginning of a life so fleeting,

With fragile aspirations, lovers' souls bound,

With love sealed, a radiant future awaits.

However, destiny expertly wove,

A story of sorrow, souls to mourn,

A soft moan, a quick breath,

A hush, the pain of dying.

A delicate pulse, abruptly cut off,

In the light of day and the light of night,

A profound emptiness, a vacant room,

Where aspirations and affection made their mark.

Time and words alone cannot repair,

How profound the anguish is for parents,

All the while, in the depths of despair,

Loving one another to the stars.

Still, resilience grows with adversity,

In the depths of despair, during the blackest night,

A fleeting moment, a gentle caress,

An essence that flew beyond our perception.

Your kind and pure spirit speaks in the hearts of all who embraced you.

A serene glow, always radiant,

A star that illuminates the darkness that never ends.

Your influence was immense, despite the briefness of your visit.

A beloved aspiration, immortalized,

Your love will last forever,

An intricate web of happiness and sorrow.

The broken heart starts to heal with time,

Through the ages-spanning recollections,

You are never really gone; rather, you are ever-present.

Unadulterated love that lasts a lifetime.