A whisper lost amid the twilight, seeking form in dusky voids.
Somewhere beyond the horizon of dreams,
where twilight bows to unseen mornings,
lies a silence that breathes sound,
echoing through realms unfathomed.
Mirror's Reflection
An echo addresses a ghost:
"Do you remember the sound of your own name?"
In shadows woven with invisible threads,
the echoes tangle themselves in veils of solitude,
and the walls hum a tune
no one dares to listen to...
Pathways of Whispers
Here, the silence answers in whispers,
though your ears are not meant to listen.