A Soft Cry Beneath the Moonlight

“A Soft Cry Beneath the Moonlight” —   🌙

As I watched through the night,

I saw myself dying —

a little more each day

without you.

It’s hauntingly beautiful,

how pain can glow.

I stand in the middle of a dream

where love, loss, and nature

melt together in silence.

My body longs for you —

the more I reach,

the more you fade.

With or without you,

I cannot breathe.

In the empty darkness,

the moon trembles —

a dying waterfall of light

whispering to me:

“The thorn in your body

is your own fragility —

and pain is merciless.”

In despair, I walked away,

carrying quiet memories

that echo through my chest,

singing softly,

yearning, endlessly.

A soft cry beneath the moonlight —

where silence

says everything.