Concrete Dreams
The earth whispers beneath our steps, asking how many memories lie beneath its concrete shell. Each beat of the urban jungle tells tales of unremembered dreams.
Yet, in this playground of shadows and dust, where secrets dance in the evening air, we are merely passengers, unaware of the boundaries between dusk and dawn.
Remnants of joy converge at the corners of reason, where bricks meet dreams, unnoticed by the presiding streetlights.
Beyond the veil of convenience, where the unknown beckons, tears nurture the seeds of courage.
There lies a dream unwritten, within seconds beyond grasping. Nature begs us to see through our concrete veil.