Silent Melody: Love in the Whispers of Silence

In the grip of a night shrouded in silence,

There's a heart whispering, as soft as the night wind's sigh.

Composing a symphony of love, in the silent room,

Feelings kept in the heart's chest, never spoken.

Her eyes are poets, speaking more than a thousand poems,

Conveying a story veiled in silence.

She loves in silence, in muteness,

A heart full of hope and longing, like a deep ocean.

She feels it, she understands it,

Loving in an unseen way, like the blowing wind.

Her love is like a breeze, unseen but felt,

Deep and sincere feelings, like a clear spring.

She hopes, she prays,

For a love that's never returned.

Yet, she keeps loving, she keeps waiting,

With a heart full of love and patience, like a steadfast mountain.

Love in silence, unspoken love,

Is the purest and most sincere love.

Because she loves without expecting reciprocation,

Loving just for love itself, like a blooming flower.

And even though her heart is wounded, even though her heart cries,

She will keep loving, she will keep waiting.

Because love in silence is the strongest love,

A love that can endure even when never spoken, like a flowing river.