In shadows cast by whispers fierce,
A girl, ensnared, her heart coerced,
Bound within her parents' fray,
Where love once bloomed, now fades away.
Her tender heart, a fragile bloom,
Now withers 'midst the tempest's gloom,
For in their words, the thunder roars,
Unleashing storms behind closed doors.
A symphony of bitter cries,
Echoing 'neath darkened skies,
She seeks solace in the night,
As stars adorn her tear-stained sight.
Her dreams, like petals, wilt and fade,
As voices clash, and love's betrayed,
Her tender soul, so pure and kind,
Trapped within this tempest's bind.
But hark! A whisper soft and low,
A gentle breeze that seems to know,
That in this turmoil, she will find,
Strength to heal her wounded mind.
With every argument that rages,
Her spirit grows through life's stages,
For adversity can forge the soul,
And make it stronger, make it whole.
She'll rise above the stormy sea,
A beacon of serenity,
Her heart, once trapped, will break the chains,
Embracing freedom's sweet refrains.
For love will find its way, they say,
And darkness fades with dawn's first ray,
The girl, once trapped, will learn to fly,
And paint her own celestial sky.
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"Whispers of the Soul: Poetic Reveries"
PoetryPoems for the people in my life who have loved, mistreated, hated, cried, & laughed with me. Without you, I wouldn't be the person I am today.
