Whispers Of The Moon Poem by Dorukhan Baris Oguzcan

The silver moon ascends through veils of mist and night, Its trembling glow unfolds, a soft and haunting light.

The stars, like scattered dreams, breathe secrets on the sea, A melody so lost, yet hums in memory.

The wind recalls a tale once sung in lovers' cries, Yet silence fills the void where faded echoes lie.

The past still lingers here, in shadowed lullabies, A heart that seeks its own, yet never finds replies.