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At midnight hearts begin to speak, The strong grow fragile, lost, and weak. The silence opens every door, To hidden truths we can’t ignore. Midnight confessions softly fall, Like shadows dancing on the wall. The words we hide through all the day, Find moonlit courage on their way. “I miss you” sounds much more sincere, When only stars are left to hear. And broken souls stop wearing masks, Beneath the night that never asks. Perhaps the dark was always kind, A place where truth could breathe and shine. For hearts speak loudest after scars, In whispered talks beneath the stars.
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Never Loosing Hope - Poem

 

Never Losing Hope

When nights are heavy, stars seem far,
And silence hides the guiding star,
A gentle voice within still sings,
Of dawn that rises, light it brings.

The storm may break, the skies may weep,
Yet roots grow stronger buried deep.
A fragile seed through stone can climb,
Its bloom a testament of time.

Hope is the flame that will not die,
A whisper carried through the sky.
Though shadows fall and trials stay,
It leads the soul to find the way.

So hold it close, both soft and true,
It always lives inside of you.
For hearts that dare, though torn, to cope,
Are crowned with endless wings of hope.



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