In shadows cast by moonlight’s glow,
An unseen figure roams the night,
Their stories left untold, unknown,
In silence, they embrace the light.
Beneath the stars, they wander free,
A nameless soul in endless flight,
With dreams as vast as endless seas,
They fade into the morning’s sight.
No fame or glory marks their path,
They live in whispers, faint and brief,
Yet in their hearts, a quiet wrath,
For moments lost, for stolen grief.
Anonymously they journey on,
Through days and nights, a hidden strife,
Their legacy, a fleeting song,
The echoes of an anonymous life.