In the silence of the night, tears fall unseen,
They trace paths on cheeks, like rivers serene.
Each drop a story, a whisper of pain,
In the heart’s hidden corners, they leave a stain.

The moonlight catches the glisten in eyes,
Reflecting sorrow beneath darkening skies.
A silent cry, a plea unheard,
Emotions bottled, with no spoken word.

As dawn approaches, the tears still flow,
Washing away dreams in their sorrowful glow.
The weight of the world, the burdens they bear,
In the stillness of moments, they silently share.

Yet with each tear, a release is found,
A moment of peace, where silence is sound.
For in crying, there lies strength’s embrace,
A testament to the soul’s gentle grace.