Always a first time but no second chance:

[Nilina]

My vision blurs with the rain within.
Each drop a tear that echoes, stark and clear.
The hollow ache where laughter once did glide.
silent scream the wounded heart will say.
A yearning for a touch that won't remain.

Nila

 

[Ananya1235]

My vision blurs with the rain within.
Each drop a tear that echoes, stark and clear.
The hollow ache where laughter once did glide.
silent scream the wounded heart will say.
A yearning for a touch that won't remain.

Nila

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Line of innocent love

 

[Anshhi]

My vision blurs with the rain within.
Each drop a tear that echoes, stark and clear.
The hollow ache where laughter once did glide.
silent scream the wounded heart will say.
A yearning for a touch that won't remain.

Nila

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Your poem beautifully captures the pain of heartache and longing. The imagery of rain and tears creates a vivid picture of sorrow, while the contrast between past laughter and current ache highlights the depth of emotional loss. The yearning for a touch that won't remain adds a sense of poignancy.
*A_AICS

 

[Nilina]

Line of innocent love

 

[Nilina]

Your poem beautifully captures the pain of heartache and longing. The imagery of rain and tears creates a vivid picture of sorrow, while the contrast between past laughter and current ache highlights the depth of emotional loss. The yearning for a touch that won't remain adds a sense of poignancy.
*A_AICS

 

[Lion_Hearted]

My vision blurs with the rain within.
Each drop a tear that echoes, stark and clear.
The hollow ache where laughter once did glide.
silent scream the wounded heart will say.
A yearning for a touch that won't remain.

Nila

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In the downpour of memories, I stand still
Drenched in the echo of a love I couldn't heal.