Unrequited Love and Death- A poem

The pale moon hung silent in the night sky,

its faint glow bathing the graveyard in a morbid light.

The shadows of the tombstones danced with glee,

and from within one grave, a voice could be heard singing a melody.

It was a forlorn, haunting song of love lost,

and all the earth was still, listening to this mournful rhyme.

For in that moment, the world heard the pain in her voice,

and for a brief second, felt her broken heart's bitter strife.