"In the sun I desire for life
But alas I found thee in agony and fire
A tapestry of pain in soundless ballad
A poem written for what I wish I had
Water drops, wind flows
Tree rustle,hope crumbles

Like a bird in the Cage of the night,
I write my pains in agony's delight
Sparking wildfire,two poets entangled in the realm of lost words with desire.
A piece of grief, invisible canvas
Together we write poetry laced with desire

Sorrow's song, a ballad dark and deep,
A haunting tune, for hearts to keep.
Its notes resound, with sorrow's bite,
A melody of loss, without the light.
A sad refrain, a haunting cry,
A song of pain, that never dies.

Its notes are low, its beat is slow,
A dirge for those who sorrow know.
A rhythm grim, a bass-line deep,
A song of pain, for those who weep.
Its tempo mournful, its tune forlorn,
A hymn of grief, with hopes forlorn.

Though loss and woe can make us weep,
In time, we'll find a way to keep.
Grief's song may hurt, and cause despair,
But through it all, we'll learn and care.
From sorrow's depths, we'll find a way,
To heal our hearts, and start each day.

Though loss may come, and sadness reign,
We'll rise above, and love again.
From pain and...