Refuge of Sadness

In the silence of dusk, where hope fades away,

Forgotten verses dance in the melancholy's sway.

Shadows cast their lament in a sad plea,

In the score of solitude, where the soul used to be.

Among yellowed pages, abandoned words,

The pen of sadness writes verses without lords.

In each line, a longing desperately embedded,

A poem of discouragement, in the vast abyss of abandonment.

In the crackling moonlight, a sigh echoes in emptiness,

The song of solitude, a melody with no audience.

In each stanza, a fragment of deviation,

Forgotten verses, in the cold night, in their web.

Oh, poem of awakening in sublime solitude,

Where the heart whispers a silent goodbye.

In the ink of longing, melancholy imprints,

Forgotten verses, lost in the mysterious echo.

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