"Beauty in the Ashes" Beneath the weight of quiet skies, I stood where shadows learn to cry. A broken hymn, a hollow prayer, Carried by winds to nowhere. But in the silence, a whisper grew, A fragile hope in shades of blue. From the ashes, roses rise, Petals bloom where sorrow lies. Through the darkness, I felt the pain, But beauty lives where scars remain. Each step I took on fractured ground, The echo of my heart’s soft sound. A weary soul, but still it yearned, For light in places left unturned. The fading stars began to sing, A quiet song the dawn would bring. From the ashes, roses rise, Petals bloom where sorrow lies. Through the darkness, I felt the pain, But beauty lives where scars remain. Even the shattered mirror reflects, A thousand truths we can’t forget. The jagged edges cut so deep, Yet they’re the marks I choose to keep. From the ashes, roses rise, Their colors paint the tear-streaked skies. Through the darkness, I found my flame, A beauty born where loss became. Beneath the weight of quiet skies, The world we lost still learns to shine. In every scar, a story breathes, And beauty grows from broken dreams.
"Beauty in the Ashes"
Beneath the weight of quiet skies,
I stood where shadows learn to cry.
A broken hymn, a hollow prayer,
Carried by winds to nowhere.
But in the silence, a whisper grew,
A fragile hope in shades of blue.
From the ashes, roses rise,
Petals bloom where sorrow lies.
Through the darkness, I felt the pain,
But beauty lives where scars remain.
Each step I took on fractured ground,
The echo of my heart’s soft sound.
A weary soul, but still it yearned,
For light in places left unturned.
The fading stars began to sing,
A quiet song the dawn would bring.
From the ashes, roses rise,
Petals bloom where sorrow lies.
Through the darkness, I felt the pain,
But beauty lives where scars remain.
Even the shattered mirror reflects,
A thousand truths we can’t forget.
The jagged edges cut so deep,
Yet they’re the marks I choose to keep.
From the ashes, roses rise,
Their colors paint the tear-streaked skies.
Through the darkness, I found my flame,
A beauty born where loss became.
Beneath the weight of quiet skies,
The world we lost still learns to shine.
In every scar, a story breathes,
And beauty grows from broken dreams.
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