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Garden of Silent Whispers 2 by Disha

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Garden of Silent Whispers 2

Pop Ballad Soul,Female Vocals

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[Verse 1 – Wife’s POV]
Barefoot in the garden, where roses paint the air,
I whisper to the petals, as if you linger there.
You once arrived like dawn, coffee warm in hand,
Now shadows stretch between us, like untouched promises in sand.
[Pre-Chorus]
You were flickering candles, midnight’s sweetest song,
Now your voice is distant, in calls that stretch too long.
[Chorus]
Husband, you were a poet — now silence sings instead,
Steam-streaked mirrors hold the verses we once read.
Why do your eyes pass by with no glance to meet?
I’m dancing with the ghosts where our hearts used to beat.
Where did the romance fade, so soft, so quietly?
In this garden of silent whispers, I’m still waiting to be free.
[Verse 2]
Through rain-speckled windows, your screen’s glow steals the night,
While I gather wildflowers no longer in your sight.
I don’t ask for diamonds, just a spark to light our way,
A moment caught in amber, to hold and not betray.
[Pre-Chorus]
You were our secret language, a symphony we played,
Now it’s echoes of meetings, and dreams that start to fade.
[Chorus]
Husband, you were a poet — now silence sings instead,
Steam-streaked mirrors hold the verses we once read.
Why do your eyes pass by with no glance to meet?
I’m dancing with the ghosts where our hearts used to beat.
Where did the romance fade, so soft, so quietly?
In this garden of silent whispers, I’m still waiting to be free.
[Bridge]
Underneath the constellations, can we write new lines?
Heal the pages torn, beneath the moon that shines.
The garden breathes in patience, petals wide and warm,
Waiting for the storm to pass, for love to transform.
[Chorus - Final]
Husband, you were a poet — I still hear your heart,
In every silent moment, I’m yearning for a start.
Out in the garden’s cradle, bathed in soft twilight,
Waiting for your hand to find mine tonight.
(Instrumental outro with soulful piano and gentle strings, fading into the sound of soft rustling leaves)