Abandoned, the dreams unspoken,
of a brilliant mind, forsaken in the
depths of despair and solitude.

A tale so grand, built on deceit,
with each step forward met by stumbling blocks
and shadowy whispers of doubt.
Success, like a towering mountain,
stood within reach, yet remained elusive
and incomplete, leaving a taste of bitter
disappointment on the tip of the tongue.

The tongue itself, a rope of words,
intricately woven with grace, possessed the
power to bind souls together in its sweet embrace,
forging connections that could withstand the test of time.
Like a skilled puppeteer, it guided conversations
and shaped relationships, allowing the exchange
of ideas and the expression of deep emotions.

And amidst the silence of unspoken dreams,
the whispers of unfulfilled potential, the tongue
held the key to unlocking hidden truths and
unspoken desires, bridging the gap between
the heart's desires and the outside world.

In its magical dance of words, it revealed both
the vulnerability and strength of the human spirit,
weaving a tapestry of stories and experiences that
echoed through the ages.