The Unsung Melodies

Beneath the velvet canopy of the nighttime sea, a lantern flickers with forgotten hymns,
cast adrift on the tides of memory, where silence speaks in symphonies unwritten,
and the stars nod as echoes ride the waves back home.

Shadows whisper secrets only the moon dares to keep,
while echoes of long-lost songs dance in the peripheries,
searching for faces in the mirrored depths of longing gaze.

Tread softly, for the dew carries stories of dawn unshed,
each drop a universe, an uncherished galaxy of dreams,
breathing life into the quiet chants of woeful larks.