SHADOWS ACROSS THE STARS

In the blackened halls where silence wails, Goya's specters tread their trails. Dark whispers coil through the heavy air, Haunted strokes of despair and despair. A Saturn devours, his time undone, His brittle hands eclipse the sun. The Witches gather, their secrets deep, While faint stars weep where shadows creep. Across the stars, a melody soars, Yearning hearts on celestial shores. A lover's touch, a forbidden flame, Burns bright through the void of shame. The violins cry, the flutes reply, A tragic waltz beneath the sky. But in the depths of cosmic night, Hope flickers faint, a fragile light. Two worlds collide, both dark and grand, A trembling brush, a guiding hand. One paints despair, the other grace, Yet both embrace the human face. For in the end, through fear and fire, Art and music lift us higher. Where darkness reigns and starlight wanes, We find the beauty in our pains.