This poem expresses feelings of solitude, healing, and hope. It highlights quiet moments where past pain is present but does not shape the future. The cool night air represents renewal, helping to lift burdens and make room for strength and love.

Through gentle lines, the poem reminds us that despite ongoing struggles, hope and love keep us from walking alone.

Whispers of the Night

The air is cool now, soft and sweet,
Carrying echoes of past under my feet.
Loneliness hums like a distant tune,
Yet the silver moon sings of hope soon.

In this quiet hush, where shadows play,
A fragile dream dares to break away.
No chains, no burdens, no endless race,
Just the open sky and time’s embrace.

A lightness blooms, a trembling grace,
Like withered petals finding their lost place.
The burden’s weight, a stone on my chest,
Now drifts like smoke, put softly to rest.

The scars remain, whispers of a wounded past,
But in the silence, a gentle promise is cast.
A hand, perhaps, will reach through fears,
A heart will stay, and will dry these tears.

Let the cool air weave its gentle song,
With every breath, I grow more strong.
The road is long, the night is wide,
But love and hope walk by my side.
(Vijay Verma)

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