Beneath the willow's weeping boughs,
Nature's canvas, where silence vows,
A tale of heartbreak, softly told,
In hues of green and petals gold.

Whispers danced in the gentle breeze,
Love's symphony among the trees,
Yet, shadows cast their tear-stained art,
As nature mirrored a shattered heart.

Sunset painted in shades of sorrow,
A love, once bright, now lost tomorrow,
Each leaf, a page of love's refrain,
Falling softly in the autumn rain.

The river weeps, a silent stream,
Reflecting the fragments of a dream,
Heartbreak's palette, a somber rhyme,
Painted on the canvas of time.

The songbird trills a mournful tune,
A requiem for a love lost too soon,
Feathers dipped in hues of despair,
Artistry woven with strands of air.

In the garden where memories bloom,
Petals fall like tears in the gloom,
Nature, witness to love's cruel part,
A masterpiece etched on the canvas of the heart

I hope you all will like it.
© light yagmi