In the shadows of shattered dreams, Where echoes linger, silence screams, A haunting symphony of lost schemes, In the quiet depths, where hope redeems.

A tale unfolds of aspirations high, Now grounded, like a fallen sky, Each broken dream, a heavy sigh, Yet within the wreckage, a spark does lie.

Once vibrant hopes, now faded and gray, In the aftermath of a failed ballet, Yet amid the ruins, a glimmer may stay, A seed of resilience, refusing to sway.

Footprints of ambition, now erased, A journey stalled, dreams displaced, Yet with each step, a path retraced, A phoenix rising from ashes encased.

The weight of failure, a heavy shroud, In its grasp, hopes and dreams allowed, Yet from its grasp, courage avowed, As determination breaks through the cloud.

A symphony of sighs, uttered loud, Echoing through the chambers, proud, In the theater of attempts and tries, Where perseverance never truly dies.

The echo of disappointment never dies, Yet within its grasp, new dreams arise, For every setback, a lesson lies, A chance to soar, to reach the skies.

Tears paint a canvas of missed chance, A melancholy dance, a failed romance, Yet in the tear-stained hues, a glance, At the resilience born from circumstance.

Whispers of what could have been, In the corridors of a defeated dream, Yet within the whispers, a hidden gleam, Of the strength found in the unseen.

Wilted ambitions, like flowers untended, A story of endeavors, now suspended, Yet within the wilt, a bud intended, To bloom anew, its essence splendid.

In the gallery of aspirations, a vacant wall, Marked by the echoes of a stumbling fall, Yet within the emptiness, a call, To rise again, to stand tall.

For in the shadow of failure's decree, Hope persists, a silent victory, A testament to the human decree, To rise, to strive, to be free.