In the quiet corners of a forgotten room,
Shadows whisper secrets to the walls,
Where the echoes of solitude bloom,
And silence in its vastness calls.

A solitary figure stands alone,
Wrapped in the stillness of the night,
Searching for a place to call their own,
Amidst the stars that offer gentle light.

The world beyond feels distant and cold,
A landscape of dreams left unexplored,
Yet in this isolation, stories unfold,
Of hearts once open, now ignored.

Yet hope lingers in the quiet air,
A promise of dawn and new beginnings,
For even in isolation, love is there,
In whispers of the heart, softly singing.