In the quiet corners of a fading light,
Shadows dance with echoes of the past,
Each whisper carries tales of forgotten dreams,
Painting the sky with hues of longing vast.

The gentle breeze sings a mournful tune,
Caressing the leaves with a tender sigh,
As the world slips into a tranquil dusk,
Beneath the watchful gaze of an endless sky.

Stars emerge like distant memories,
Flickering with the remnants of ancient fires,
While the moon weaves its silver tapestry,
Illuminating the heart’s deepest desires.

Yet in this melancholy embrace of night,
There lies a solace, a silent peace,
For in the shadows, we find our truth,
And in the silence, our souls find release.