Echoes of Sorrow

Echoes of Sorrow

His eyes told a story, deep and true,

A pain that words couldn't justify anew.

The hurt ran deep, like a wound that won't heal,

Easily misunderstood, a heart that would feel.

In his space, a moment of silence fell,

The tears streamed down, his sorrow to tell.

She was gone, no longer by his side,

Never to return, a path he'd have to abide.

His love was deep, his heart laid bare,

He gave his all, without a single care.

Forsaking all others, he gave her his heart,

A love so rare, a love that would never depart.

In the silence, his tears would flow,

A grief so profound, a heart that would know.

The weight of loss, a burden to bear,

A sorrow that echoed, beyond repair.

Omatee Ann Marie Hansraj

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