In the quiet of the evening’s gentle shade,
Sorrow walks, a shadow on the silent ground.
Whispers of the past in memories wade,
In the heart’s chambers, echoes profound.

Stars above flicker with muted light,
Reflecting tears that fall like gentle rain.
In the solitude of the endless night,
Sorrow’s song is a familiar refrain.

Through the corridors of the soul it weaves,
A tapestry of longing, loss, and pain.
In every breath, the heart deeply grieves,
Yet finds strength to rise and love again.

In sorrow’s embrace, a quiet strength is found,
A testament to the heart’s enduring grace.
Through the shadows, hope makes its sound,
Guiding the spirit to a brighter place.