Poem of heart

In the quiet of the evening, when the world slows down, Whispers of the heart, in poetic forms abound. Softly they emerge, from the depths unseen, Each verse a reflection, of places we've been. Emotions dance lightly, on the tip of the quill, With every heartbeat, the paper they fill. Love's tender embrace, and sorrow's deep ache, In these lines of the heart, memories awake. Joy's radiant smile, and tears' gentle fall, Captured in stanzas, where feelings enthrall. A symphony of moments, in rhythm and rhyme, Echoes of the heart, transcending time. Through the lens of the soul, each poem is cast, A tapestry woven, of future and past. In the garden of words, our hearts find their voice, In the poetry of life, we endlessly rejoice.