yashwanth on Nostr: Amidst the vast and starry sky, A lone soul wanders, feeling dry, The moon's soft ...

Amidst the vast and starry sky,
A lone soul wanders, feeling dry,
The moon's soft glow, a gentle breeze,
Can't fill the emptiness that never ceases.

The clouds drift by, like whispers low,
Their beauty lost, on a heart that's slow,
The rain's sweet touch, a fleeting grace,
Can't wash away the emptiness of space.

In nature's splendor, I search for peace,
A refuge from the void that won't release,
But like the wind, it slips right through,
Leaving me with nothing, but a heart anew.