Etiufan Eyibio @essey

In the garden of our hearts, love once bloomed,
Like a rose in full bloom, its beauty consumed.
But as time passed, the petals fell,
Silent whispers of a fading spell.

Promises made in the moonlit night,
Now shattered in the harsh daylight.
Words left unspoken, feelings unsaid,
A love once vibrant, now filled with dread.

Like a river once flowing, now runs dry,
Tears fall like rain from a darkened sky.
The laughter we shared, now echoes in pain,
A love once strong, now strained.

Yet in the depths of this failing love,
There lies a glimmer of hope above.
For in the embers of what once burned bright,
New beginnings emerge in the dimming light.

So let us embrace the lessons learned,
From the love that once brightly yearned.
For in the ashes of what has passed,
New love can bloom, strong and steadfast.

In the realm of hearts entwined,
Where love's sweet melody is defined,
Two souls in a dance divine,
A love story for all time.

Brush strokes of passion on canvas bare,
Aiden's guitar, Luna's flair,
In harmony, their hearts declare,
A love beyond compare.

Through distance and trials, they endure,
Love's flame forever pure,
In whispers soft and melodies sure,
Their bond shall always endure.

In the village, their tale is sung,
A love that forever young,
In the tapestry of life, they're strung,
A love song never unsung.

© Essey