In the quiet of the night, emotions take flight,
Whispers of the heart, both soft and bright.
Joy dances lightly, like a gentle breeze,
While sorrow lingers, bringing me to my knees.
Love’s tender touch, a warm embrace,
Yet fear’s cold grip, leaves a trace.
Hope shines through, a beacon of light,
Amidst the darkness, it fights the night.
Anger erupts, a fiery storm,
But peace returns, to keep us warm.
Tears may fall, like autumn rain,
Cleansing the soul, relieving the pain.
Emotions weave, a tapestry grand,
Each thread unique, by its own hand.
In this symphony, lifeâs true art,
The echoes of the heart, never depart.