Silent Echoes
In quiet halls where love remains,
Where feelings linger, soft as rains,
A whisper stirs, a breathless call—
The silent echoes rise and fall.
They wander through a cherished past,
In moments gone, too quick to last,
Their voices gentle, full of grace,
Like fresh breeze that time can’t erase.
Through vibrant days and radiant light,
They dance beneath the shroud of night,
Reminders of what once had been,
Of love, of bonds, of might-have-been.
And though no words may fill the air,
Their presence lingers everywhere,
For in the silence, truth will stay—
The echoes speak what words can’t say.
Silent echoes, soft and pure,
A glowing song that blow,
They breathe of dreams, of lives together,
And whisper tales that join as one.
