In the quiet of the night, they fall,
Gentle whispers, a silent call.
Each tear a story, a fragment of pain,
A testament to love’s enduring reign.

They dance on cheeks, a sorrowful stream,
Reflecting lost hopes and shattered dreams.
The moonlight catches their silvered glow,
As they weave through the heart’s shadow.

Beneath the stars, they find their way,
Unseen by many, yet they sway.
In every droplet, a world unfolds,
Of memories cherished, and secrets told.

Tears of sadness, tears of joy,
They both embrace and they destroy.
In their wake, a quiet peace,
As the heart finds its sweet release.