In the stillness of the midnight hour,
Shadows whisper secrets of the heart.
A solitary soul wanders through the night,
Seeking solace in the moon’s tender light.

Beneath the stars, a quiet tear forms,
A silent cry to the vast, empty skies.
The echoes of old memories gently stir,
As loneliness weaves its silent symphony.

In the cold embrace of the night’s dark veil,
The heart beats softly, yearning for a touch.
The world sleeps, lost in dreams so deep,
While the lonely soul remains awake, adrift.

Yet in this solitude, a strength is found,
A quiet resilience rises from within.
For in the silence, the heart learns to sing,
A song of hope, of love yet to be.