Lost in the Shadows

Beneath the night sky, under a whispering tree,

The homeless man drifts in a sea of uncertainty,

His dark hollow eyes cry out for help,

As a blanket of despair surrounds him.  

Loneliness enshrouds him like a cold mist,

Lost in the shadows he lives unnoticed,

Darkness looms over his cold park bench,

As the bitter wind menacingly taunts him.

Amidst the despair, many tears he has cried,

His hopes and dreams have withered and died,

His life is an unrelenting winter storm,

A canvas of grey stretched out before him.

Alone like a single star in the vast night skies,

Shivering and shaking he closes his eyes,

His tattered clothes tell of the struggles he’s faced,

As the rain falls like tears around him.