Moonlight Lament

Beneath the pale glow,
where shadows weave stories
of forgotten echoes,
the mirror weeps.

Lamentations whispered
by the wind's trembling hands,
softly unravel
the fabric of the night.

Reflections sing
in solemn harmony,
weaving sorrow
through the moonlit veil.

Distorted selves
grasp at the edges,
reaching for
lost fragments of light.