When Angels Weep

When Angels Weep

When angels weep and shadows creep,

A silence falls, so soft, so deep.

The world around, a whispered plea,

In every heart, a mystery.

The secrets held, the ones we keep,

Buried in the soul so steep,

In sacred trust, in darkness sown,

A truth that’s never fully known.

The heavens cry, the earth does sigh,

As secrets linger, never to die.

Through heavy hearts and tearful eyes,

We walk beneath uncertain skies.

When angels weep, the night does speak,

Of broken dreams and hearts that seek.

In silence, still, the world does turn,

And we, in shadows, live and learn.