The river flows, in silence it weeps,
Carrying secrets, in its depths it keeps.
Through the valleys, where shadows play,
It whispers softly, by night and day.

The stones remember, each tear it holds,
Stories of love, in its current unfolds.
The willow bows, to kiss the stream,
In its embrace, lost voices dream.

Yet in its flow, there lies a song,
Of memories cherished, where hearts belong.
Though time may pass, its waters remain,
Echoes of sorrow, in its gentle refrain.

Annotation: This poem captures the silent grief carried by a river, symbolizing the flow of memories and emotions that persist despite the passage of time.