
A story so unique is told as a symphony
emerges in the silence of midnight.
Sounds of sighs, whispers of shadows,
There lays a symphony of hidden pains.
A quiet play at the theater of the heart
Emotions suppressed as they dance in the dark.
Sad notes, painful refrains,
In the melody of wordsless suffering.
A cascade of tears, each telling a different tale,
Where souls find their splendor is in the stillness.
Longing-filled strings, a gloomy refrain,
In the melody of wordsless suffering.
A violin's lament, a solo of solitude
Lost in the sea, aching chords reverberate.
regretful piano keys, a gloomy domain,
In the melody of wordsless suffering.
Nevertheless, a beauty that was hidden was delicately
unveiled amid the sadness, like a moonbeam in the dark.
Every note offers a release, every melody carries on,
In the melody of wordsless suffering.
Time acts as the conductor, weaving the threads.
Love travels through the tangle of pain.
The healing continues in the subdued sounds.
In the melody of wordsless suffering.
Thus, allow the music to play and the quiet to sing.
Let the heartstrings cling to the depths of feeling.
Because the symphony of untold wounds
resides in the silence where resilience grows.
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Great poetry. Keep it up.