Lyric Haven

Introduction: The moon has always been a symbol of mystery, solitude, and reflection. It watches over us, unchanging yet ever-changing. We find ourselves in its quiet glow, as if it understands what we cannot say. This poem explores the moon as a mirror—of our emotions, thoughts, and the silence within. The moon and I, we often meet, In whispered nights so still, so sweet. A silver eye, so calm, so wide, Reflecting truths I wish to hide. It sees the scars I keep inside, The silent wars, the tears denied. It shines, yet holds no voice to say, The secrets left from yesterday. It watches love that fades too fast, The dreams that slip but never last. Yet in its glow, it seems to show, That endings lead to what we grow. It knows the weight of words unsaid, The aching heart, the heavy tread. It paints the sky in silver hue, A mirror bright, yet distant too. I ask it why it seems so cold, Why stories fade, yet stars stay old. It smiles through clouds and whispers low, "Not all must spea...

Introduction: Silence is often seen as a void, an absence of sound. But what if silence is not empty, but full? What if it carries thoughts, echoes, and emotions that we fail to hear? This poem explores how silence speaks louder than words, revealing truths we often ignore. Silence hums in hollow halls, A ghost that lingers, never calls. It weaves through cracks in time and space, A whispered truth we dare not chase. It holds the words we left unsaid, The shattered dreams, the tears we shed. A lullaby for hearts that ache, A weight too heavy not to break. It sings in nights where shadows grow, In aching minds that long to know. Yet in its hush, a lesson lies, A voice beyond the world's disguise. It cradles hope, it feeds on doubt, A canvas where our fears run out. It speaks of love that slipped away, Of battles lost, of skies turned grey. It is the hush of lovers torn, The quiet grief of hearts forlorn. The final breath, the soft goodbye, The space between hello and why. But silen...