In the quiet night, a whisper calls,
Through empty halls and shadowed walls.
The moon’s soft glow, a lonely guide,
In solitude, where secrets hide.

Stars above, they seem so near,
Yet distant like my deepest fear.
A silent world where whispers blend,
Alone, with thoughts that never end.

The wind it sings a mournful tune,
Beneath the gaze of a distant moon.
Each echo fades into the night,
A lonely heart, out of sight.

Shadows dance in cold embrace,
In this lonely, silent place.
No voice to break the hollow air,
In solitude, I linger there.