This poem explores the deep emotions of a broken heart. The words serve as a powerful expression of inner struggles, showing a soul dealing with loss, sadness, and the heavy pressures of life.
Immerse in a shadowy world filled with pain and sorrow.

The Unspoken Poem

This is not a poem,
But the cry of a soul undone,
A symphony of silent screams,
Where light has long since run.

Not ink upon a page,
But blood on the freezing snow,
A life locked in a cage,
Where shadows endlessly grow.

Each line, a tear unshed,
A whisper strangled by pain,
A love that lies stone dead,
A heart that beats in vain.

The essence of my being,
A vine, twisted and torn,
Where joy is fleeting, fleeing,
And hope is left forlorn.

A madness deep inside,
A howling, hungry beast,
Where reason cannot hide,
And solace finds no feast.

A fire burns within,
Consuming dreams I hold,
A love that turned to sin,
A story left untold.

A garland of the past,
Each bead a memory’s sting,
A love that couldn’t last,
A wounded, broken wing.

A mirror cracked and cold,
Reflecting all I’ve lost,
A story that never untold,
Revealing the ultimate cost.

A rhythm, low and deep,
A mournful, hollow plea,
Where shadows softly creep,
And I can never be free.

This is not a poem,
But a soul laid bare and raw,
A life forever broken,
Beneath fate’s cruelest claw.
(Vijay Verma)

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