Sacred Tears
In shadows deep, where echoes sigh,
A tale unfolds, a sacrifice nigh.
Beneath the weight of starry skies,
A heart decides, as tears arise.
Whispers dance in the midnight air,
The choice is made, a burden to bear.
A sacrifice, profound and true,
For love or kin, the heart breaks through.
A flame within, a flicker bright,
Illuminates the silent night.
A choice to make, with heavy heart,
To tear apart, to play the part.
In sacrifice, a soul laid bare,
The bonds of love, beyond compare.
A journey through the darkest hour,
To plant the seeds of love and power.
A mother’s tear, a lover’s sigh,
The sacrifice reflects the sky.
A canvas painted with shades of pain,
Yet hope persists through falling rain.
For in each sacrifice, a seed,
A promise for a greater deed.
To rise above the tempest’s call,
To soar again, to never fall.
In sacrifice, we find our strength,
A river flowing, its endless length.
A symphony of love composed,
In sacrifices, hearts exposed.
So let the tears, like raindrops fall,
For sacrifice, a sacred call.
In every act, a choice we make,
A chance to mend, a heart to break.
For love transcends the earthly plane,
In sacrifice, we break the chain.
A poem etched in the fabric of time,
A sacrifice, a mountain to climb.
By: Vyomi Shah
