#LonelyStreetlight


In the hush of night, where shadows creep,
A lonely streetlight stands, its vigil deep.
With a flickering flame, it casts a glow,
Illuminating secrets that few dare to know.

It watches the pavement, cracked and worn,
Where footsteps whisper tales of the forlorn.
A couple once laughed, their shadows entwined,
Now only the echoes of love left behind.

A stray cat prowls, with eyes like the moon,
Slipping through alleys, a silent monsoon.
It weaves between dreams and forgotten sighs,
The streetlight a witness to life’s fleeting ties.

A weary old man, with a cane and a hat,
Sits on the bench where the night whispers chat.
He recounts to the stars, with a...