Tears

In the stillness of the night's embrace, A tale of sorrow I shall trace. With words that cut through flesh and bone, A poem of melancholy, I shallom, casting endless gloom. A heart so fragile,, Aching echoes of pain, too heavy to bear. The moon we above, Whispering secrets of lost love, torn at, no respite to find. In distant echoes of laughterLies the haunting reminder, the air, Seeping deep into souls burdened with care. Notes of longing, of a love resigned, As symphonies of sadness intertwine. Raindrops fall, mingling with tears, Washing away the remnants of fleeting years. Each droplet an elegy, falling from the skies, Reflecting the sorrow in their crystalline eyes. Oh, dear reader, let your tears be shed, For within this verse, sadness is spread. May it sorrows reveal. For in our tears lies flow, these tears of mine, For in their release, healing we may find. (michael)