Whispers in the Storm
In the quiet of the night, I sit alone,
With a heart heavy, like a stone.
Emotions swirl, a tempest in my chest,
A silent storm, an uninvited guest.
Tears like raindrops on a windowpane,
Each one a story, a hidden pain.
They fall in darkness, without a sound,
Invisible wounds, on fragile ground.
I search for solace in the starry skies,
Where dreams are born, and hope never dies.
But in this moment, I feel so small,
Lost in a world that can enthrall.
Yet, amidst the darkness, there’s a spark,
A tiny flame in the endless dark.
It whispers softly, a gentle plea,
“Embrace the pain, set your heart free.”
For in our sorrow, we find our strength,
In the depths of despair, we go to great lengths.
To rise again, like the morning sun,
A new day dawns, a battle won.
So, I’ll embrace these emotions deep,
The sorrow, the joy, the pain, the sweep.
For they are the colors that paint my soul,
A masterpiece in the making, a story untold.
In the tapestry of life, we’re but a thread,
Woven together, where our paths have led.
So, let us cherish the highs and lows,
In this emotional journey, where our hearts compose.
By: Vyomi Shah
