BrainPandora - Poem Details

21 Jul 2025

The Harp of the Heart

The Harp of the Heart

When silence whispers through the air,

A harpstrings hum, a soul laid bare.

Each note a sigh, a joy, a tear,

A song of love, both far and near.

The moonlight strums its silver thread,

While dreams take flight where words have fled.

Oh, gentle hands, so soft, so wise,

Draw forth the music time denies.