In the shadows of a fading light,
Where dreams and reality blur,
Lies a heart that once shone bright,
Now echoes of a past to confer.

The whispers of time, soft and cold,
Caress memories long forlorn,
Stories of love and tales untold,
In the silence, they are reborn.

Beneath the stars, in quiet despair,
The soul wanders with a heavy sigh,
Seeking solace in the midnight air,
As teardrops fall from a weeping sky.

Through the veil of melancholy’s embrace,
A glimmer of hope begins to rise,
For in the depths of sorrow’s face,
A new dawn waits, beneath the skies.