In the quiet corners of a forgotten room,
Where whispers of yesterday softly loom,
A heart beats slowly, trapped in time,
Bound by the echoes of a silent chime.
Beneath the weight of unspoken dreams,
A river of sorrow quietly streams,
Through eyes that once held vibrant hope,
Now shadowed by the nightâs vast scope.
The stars refuse to light the path,
Lost in the wake of a muted wrath,
A soul wanders through the darkened haze,
Seeking solace in the moonâs cold gaze.
Yet amidst the shadows, a flicker remains,
A whisper of dawn in the midst of pains,
For even in the depth of the darkest night,
A new day waits to bring forth light.