**A Melancholic Ballad**
My soul grew heavy with despair,
When fate’s cold hand did intervene.
Death’s silent step, a cruel snare,
Robbing me of your vibrant scene.
Your laughter’s echo left a void,
My heart a wasteland, now forlorn.
Love’s tender whispers, once enjoyed,
Now echoes hollow, love withdrawn.
Your gentle touch, your voice so fine,
A symphony that once soared high.
Now memories haunt this wounded mind,
A poignant lament beneath the sky.
In silent twilight’s embrace, I mourn,
Recalling days when love did bloom.
Your spirit, gone but not forlorn,
In dreams and thoughts, you’ll find your home.
# Amor Dolor
