Whispers Across The Stars

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Introduction: Love doesn’t fade with distance; it merely transforms into whispers that travel through time and space. This poem speaks of longing, hope, and the invisible thread that binds two hearts separated by circumstances.
Beneath the veil of endless night,
Where silent stars and shadows meet,
An echo stirs, a song of light,
A melody our hearts repeat.
A love once fierce, now out of sight,
Still pulses in the heart’s soft beat.
Though distance pulls us far apart,
Our love remains within the heart.
 Like whispers carried on the breeze,
Like ripples that the sea can't keep,
Our love lingers, carried with ease,
Yet out of reach, we long to leap.
 The night air heavy with regret,
A longing that can't be set free,
Each breath, a memory unmet,
A love that sails on an endless sea.
 In the shadow of our sorrow,
Passes the soft whisper of goodbye.
But love shines through eternity,
A heartbeat just beyond our eye.
 A thousand stars up in the sky,
Like stars that shimmer in our eyes.
They say there’ll never be
A love as deep as yours for me.
 We sought no distance between us,
But little did we know,
Distance is a gentle reminder
Of how strong true love can grow.
 Love doesn’t always follow plans,
It finds its way to deceive and teach.
But we should never lose our hope—
We only need to struggle and believe.
 The ache of waiting, the tears we’ve cried,
When days stretch long and nights too cold,
Yet each moment apart, we’re more entwined,
A tale of love in the making, bold.
 You touched my soul so long ago,
Even before our eyes did meet.
Matches are made in heaven’s glow,
And we were destined to be complete. Listen closely to the wind’s sigh,
It whispers all my love to you.
A part of me is with you still,
As it caresses you out of the blue.
 Lovers separated on earth’s side,
Are united in heavens above.
Not all love stories end in bliss,
But we were lucky to know true love.
 In dreams we’ll meet where time stands still,
In starlit skies, our hands entwined,
No distance left, no space to fill—
In the afterlife, our hearts aligned.
 đź’­ Reflection:
True love knows no boundaries—not even time and space can sever the connection between two souls. This poem reflects the beauty of longing and the quiet hope that love always finds a way. Follow for more


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