"Solitude unveils the beauty hidden in the depths of our unspoken thoughts."
In silence draped with crimson threads of night
She wanders through the echoes of her plight
Surrounded by reflections bright yet dim
Where petals dance like whispered tales of him
The water's surface cradles thoughts unspun
As shadows weave the fabric of the sun
A stillness caught between what was and is
In this enchanted gloom, the heart finds bliss
