In the garden of desires, where shadows creep,
Lies a whisper silent, where dreams dare not sleep.
A shadow of longing, in the heart it hides,
Painting the world in shades envy decides.

As moonlight glimmers on a restless sea,
Waves of doubt crash, yearning to be free.
Eyes cast sideways, with a glance that stings,
Binding the soul with invisible strings.

The heart, a prisoner in its own design,
Seeks solace in dreams it cannot define.
In the mirror of others, it sees its own face,
In every triumph, it finds a trace.

Yet in the shadow, a lesson lies still,
To find peace within, a gentle will.
For jealousy, a fleeting, transient thief,
Can be dispelled by self-belief.