In the shadows where silence reigns,
A solitary figure walks the lane.
Stars flicker in the vast, lonely sky,
As whispers of solitude softly sigh.
The moon casts a gentle, pale light,
On distant dreams hidden from sight.
Isolation wraps its quiet arms,
Yet holds no comfort, only alarms.
Echoes of laughter long disappeared,
Leave behind the emptiness feared.
In the stillness, a heart’s quiet plea,
Yearning for warmth, seeking to be free.
Yet in this tranquil, desolate space,
A seed of hope begins to embrace.
For in the depths of loneliness found,
A soul’s true voice can finally sound.