In the quiet of the night, tears softly fall,
Each drop a story, a silent call,
They trace the paths of longing and pain,
Yet promise the sun after the rain.
These tears, they shimmer in the moonlight’s glow,
Carving rivers where emotions flow,
They speak of dreams both lost and found,
In their depths, a solace profound.
Gentle whispers in the silence they bring,
A haunting melody only the heart can sing,
They cleanse the soul, unravel the past,
Each tear a moment, a memory cast.
And though they fall in the darkest of night,
They hold the dawn, a glimmer of light,
For in every tear lies a story untold,
A promise of courage, a heart bold.