Elegy of Solitude
Reflection
In monochrome silence, they sit apart,
Two figures lost in their own heart,
A bench ornate, a backdrop stark,
Their world, a canvas left in the dark.
The woman's dress, a flowing sigh,
The man's suit, a rigid, stoic guise,
Their faces, profiles, turned away,
A poignant tale of love's decay.
The shadows dance, a mournful hue,
As if the night itself is mourning too,
The light above, a spotlight's gleam,
Highlights their isolation, a sorrowful dream.
In this grayscale, we see their pain,
A reflection of love that cannot remain,
Their solitude, a heavy, unspoken weight,
A moment frozen, a heartbreaking fate.