Whispers Beneath the Midnight Sky

In the hush of the night, I speak to the stars,

Of dreams left behind, and invisible scars.

The moon listens close, with a silver sigh,

As my heart writes verses the world can't deny.

Each thought a feather, drifting through air,

Each tear a promise, each word a prayer.

I paint my pain in the ink of dreams,

And watch it glow in the moonlight beams.

Silence holds me, gentle and deep,

Cradling secrets I’ll forever keep.

For in this calm, where the shadows lie,

My soul finds peace — beneath the midnight sky.