In shadows cast, where sorrows dwell,
I offered love, my soul’s soft knell.
Yet each embrace, a veiled deceit,
Did mar my heart in rhythmic beat.

I trusted whispers, sweet and fair,
Believed in truths that were not there.
Their pledges, petals soft and frail,
Did wither thus, in whispered tale.

With spirit bared, I gave my all,
Then watched as silence built its wall.
They...