Unshed Tears

 In shadows cast by veiled emotion,

Where sorrowed eyes withhold their streams,

Lie tales untold, in quiet devotion,

A domain of unshed tears it seems.

 Behind a mask of stoic grace,

Unfurled like petals that conceal,

A fathomless depth of inner space,

Where a silent tempest is too real.

 The weight of dreams unspoken,

Clasped within the heart's core,

Locked in chambers, unbroken,

Yet yearning for an exit door.

 

Each tear, a prism of reflection,

A glimpse into the soul's abyss,

Seeking release, a gentle connection,

Amidst the ache and emptiness.

But in this world, a strength emerges,

An unseen force of resilience found,

For in the quiet heart's recesses,

Whispering hopes rise without a sound.

 O! let the tears remain unshed,

Yet know their presence speaks aloud,

For in this dance of joy and dread,

A tender truth stands tall and proud.