In the hollow depths of celestial night, I roam,
A specter lost among ancient stars,
Whispers of the void caress my soul,
And the galaxies, distant, cry my name.
The cosmos murmur secrets I dare not reveal,
For in their infinite halls, I'm but folklore,
A dream woven from the stardust of oblivion,
Forgotten in the song of the ever-lonely moon.
Haunting echoes of a past unwritten,
Dance upon the nebulous shores of time,
I am the shadow that stretches across light,
The darkness gathering beneath a weeping sky.
Can you hear the lament of ages that sigh,
For the fragments of a soul left behind in dust?
I walk where the ephemeral hopes perish,
A wanderer in the gloomy tapestry of dreams.
Discover the whispers
Through the hallowed relics of cosmic memories,
I traverse with silent despair in my path,
Cloaked in galaxies, bound in sorrow's hue,
Wielding the starlight as armor against despair.
The universe exhales a soft tragic melody,
Serenading my odyssey with echoes of your laughter,
Though distant, it follows like a specter,
The bittersweet mirth of a universe unkind.
Voyage further