Lore of a Silent Soul By Katherine Lightwood

Lore of a Silent Soul

By Katherine Lightwood

They say the world is a stage, and we all play our part,
After we complete our task, we all need to depart.
But it's the threads on our heart that bind us to the destiny,
Whatever we decide, we all will be under scrutiny.
The vicious time will cut those threads of our quiet hearts,
We will bleed and senselessly ponder and collect the broken parts

And thus a dark soul is born,
Loves to be in melancholy, thrive in forlorn.
Drenched in pain while cuddling the pieces of broken heart,
And might be it's the reason they are so close to the art.
Where they can lament about the pain of their soul,
They will cry tearlessly, sometimes will curl up in a hole.

Where the world will joyously praise their gifts and the art,
But that will scratch their wound and they will grieve while playing the part.
While the world makes merry and celebrates their victory,
Silently, they will stitch the pieces of heart while remembering the history.
They will smile through the pain while getting burnt in the flaming coal,
And that is the story of every broken heart, a lore of a silent soul.   


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Katherine Lightwood