In the realm of love's tale, two stories unfold,
One with joyous hues, the other tinged with sorrow untold.
The first, a dance of hearts that found their perfect beat,
A journey of love, where happiness found its seat.

Their love blossomed like a flower in the sun's warm embrace,
Each moment a melody, painting smiles on their face.
Together they weathered storms, hand in hand they stood strong,
Their bond a beacon of light, a melody in life's song.

Yet, in the shadows, another story quietly weeps,
A love that bloomed in silence, in secrets it deeply sleeps.
Their path was fraught with thorns, a tragedy in the making,
Two souls intertwined, yet fate's cruel hand kept shaking.

Despite the tears that fell like rain on a broken shore,
Their love, though lost, still shines in memories evermore.
In the beauty of their moments, in the whispers of the past,
Their love lives on, a bittersweet echo that will forever last.

Two love stories, one with a happy end, the other in despair,
Both beautiful in their essence, a reminder that love is rare.
In joy or sorrow, love's light will always find a way,
Guiding hearts through the night, into the promise of a new day.
© shreeyakamble