In the quiet shadows of a lingering dusk,
Where dreams once danced with vibrant hues,
Now whispers echo in the silence husk,
Of a heartache wrapped in morning’s dews.

The stars above, once a guiding light,
Now flicker dim in a somber night,
As memories weave through time’s gentle flight,
Leaving traces of a love’s lost sight.

A gentle breeze carries the scent of tears,
Whispering secrets of unspoken fears,
While the moon cradles the heart that bears,
The weight of longing and unanswered prayers.

Yet in the depths of sorrow’s tender gaze,
Hope softly whispers in the night’s embrace,
That even in heartache’s endless maze,
A new dawn will bring a gentle grace.