In the shadows where whispers dwell,Softly calls the siren’s spell.Promises of solace, a fleeting embrace,Luring the heart to a dreamlike place.In the dance of shadows and light,Reality blurs in the dead of night.Momentary peace in a fragile hold,Stories of youth and tales untold.A world adorned with false delight,Wrapped in veils of endless night.Chasing the stars in a darkened sky,Lost in the echoes where silent dreams lie.Yet in the morn, when sunbeams break,The heart awakens, the soul must shake.For in the light, the truth unveils,The fleeting solace, the fragile tales.