Endless Nebula Dream

In the swirling eternity of the starless night,
Wander the remnants of long-lost yearnings,
Whispers in the void crescendo into silent screams,
As shadows unravel into celestial mist.

Above, the endless nebula weeps in spectral hues,
A tapestry woven of forgotten souls.
Beneath interstellar solitude lies the gloomy road,
Where the troubadour of despair echoes a mournful tune.