In the quiet of a heavy heart,
Sadness paints a muted art.
Colors dim, like tearful rain,
Whispers echo in the pain.

Nighttime shadows softly dance,
Sadness wears a heavy trance.
Sighs that speak of deep despair,
Yet hope may bloom, a tender air.

Tears may fall, but in their stream,
Sadness finds a tranquil dream.
In the weave of joy and strife,
A heart finds strength to embrace life.
© versecraft