In the realm of love, a tale profound,
Two souls entwined, by fate's cruel bound.
A lover cherished, beyond earthly measure,
Their love a flame, defying time's treasure.
But destiny's hand, it played its part,
Tore them asunder, with a heavy heart.
Boundless love, still burning bright,
Yet worlds apart, in eternal night.
Through realms and phases, they found a way,
To meet in shadows, where their spirits stray.
But this time, the girl, weary and worn,
Exhausted by life's hardships, love's thorn.
In the dark they sit, a silent embrace,
The lover's presence, a solace, no trace.
He listens without words, as she's spent,
The depths of her sacrifice, her soul's descent.
Beneath shadows deep, where anguish dwells,
A girl's lament, her heartache tells.
No ghosts of old, no spirits dread,
Yet haunted still, by the living instead.
Within her soul, a tragic plight,
Memories dance, in endless night.
Loved ones gone, their presence lost,
In timeless whispers, they pay the cost.
Silent echoes of voices dear,
Caress her mind, awaken her fear.
Their laughter once, like gentle rain,
Now echoes haunting, a bittersweet strain.
Visions of faces, worn and gray,
Torn asunder, in life's cruel fray.
Their eyes, once bright with love's embrace,
Now etched with sorrow, eternally encased.
She gave up a desire, dear and true,
For His sake, her heart's choice she knew.
But now, in this moment, words fade away,
What can be spoken, to one who's passed away?
The girl, burdened with unspoken thoughts,
Her spirit yearning, love's battle fought.
Yet the listener remains, in quiet grace,
A steadfast presence, in the darkest space.
No words can bridge the divide so vast,
Between the living and the shadows cast.
But in the stillness, a language unseen,
They share a love that forever gleams.
For sometimes, love transcends the tongue,
Its essence felt when songs go unsung.
Though wearied and drained, the girl finds peace,
In the silent company, where sorrows cease.
In the depths of the night, they dwell as one,
Bound by a love that can't be undone.
Though worlds apart, their hearts aligned,
In the hush of darkness, solace they find.
Friends and lovers, torn away,
Left her adrift, in a sea of dismay.
Their whispers haunt her every breath,
Remnants of life, stolen by death.
The living carry a weight untold,
Their presence, a story yet unfold.
Each cherished soul, a specter's plea,
To let them rest, and set them free.
But she, the haunted, cannot escape,
The ties that bind, the souls agape.
Their memories cling, like shadows deep,
Their pain and love, forever seep.
No refuge found in the dead's embrace,
The living's touch, a relentless chase.
Haunted by the ones she once adored,
Her heart, an open wound, forever sore.
In twilight's grip, she finds her plight,
A haunting truth, in starless night.
Not horror's realm, but pain's cruel sting,
She's haunted by the living, a mournful ring.
In the haunting whispers of the night,
Love's essence prevails, casting out the blight.
For when the living and the dead collide,
Love's echoes endure, beyond all divide.
- imagined by author, generated by ai
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Journey to the Depth of my Soul ✓
Poezie❝you've been broken for long, come, let me heal you again❞ the darkest valleys of soul have been broken for long. let's burn our inner flames again, soaring so high, it makes the stars smile again. let the journey begin. bon voyage. ✦•··············...
