Shattered Dreams
In the quiet of the evening, where shadows softly fall,
A broken heart lies silent, beneath the sorrow’s call.
The dreams once shared, the love once held, now scattered in the wind,
Each piece a memory of what was, a love that couldn’t mend.
Through tears we search for solace, for a way to heal the pain,
Yet in the fragments of our hearts, we find love’s trace again.
Heart’s Echo
In the echo of a broken heart, where silence reigns supreme,
We hear the whispers of a love, like shadows in a dream.
The moments lost, the days gone by, now linger in the past,
A testament to love’s own strength, though it could not last.
Yet in the stillness of the night, we find a spark anew,
For even in a broken heart, love’s light still shines through.
Shattered Echoes
In the quiet of a broken heart,
Echoes linger, worlds apart.
Shattered dreams and whispered pain,
A love that’s lost, a sweet refrain.
The pieces lie in silent grief,
Each fragment holds a moment brief.
Of laughter, joy, and tender care,
Now scattered in the empty air.
A broken heart, though filled with sorrow,
Holds the promise of tomorrow.
For in the pain, a strength is found,
To rise again, from tear-stained ground.
In time, the heart will mend its seams,
With hope and love, and new-found dreams.
Though scars remain, they softly show,
The courage that it takes to grow.
So here’s to hearts that heal and mend,
To broken pieces that transcend.
For in the journey, love’s sweet art,
We find the strength to restart.
