Beneath the moon's veiled mystery,
Shadows dance in solemn spree.
Whispers echo through the night,
As melancholy takes its flight.
In hearts of men, a heavy ache,
Despair and sorrow, shadows make.
Moonbeams weave a somber song,
Where shadows and melancholy belong.
Silent cries in lunar glow,
Embrace the depths where sorrows grow.
Desperation wears a cloak,
Moonlit shadows, hearts provoke.
Desires lost in the silver sheen,
A melancholic, haunting scene.
Moon's allure, a bittersweet kiss,
Unveils the realm of yearning's abyss.
In shadows cast by lunar might,
Men find solace in the night.
Yet, despair lingers, a constant woe,
In the mysteries that shadows show.