Very sad

Very sad

Raindrops echo on empty roofs,
Soft winds murmur forgotten truths.
Paths once bright now fade to gray,
Memories linger, refusing to sway.

Eyes hold stories of quiet pain,
Hearts ache softly in gentle rain.
Whispers drift across hollow walls,
Time bends gently, yet darkness calls.

Life moves slowly through heavy skies,
Dreams dissolve as sorrow sighs.
Yet in each shadow, a song remains,
Melody of loss, sweet and waned.

GR kaviyoor 
22 08 2025
(Canada, Toronto)

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