Between shadows wanders the luminescent forgotten,
where whispers of never-ending stories bleed into the dawn,
spirals of fragmented cells, blooming ghosts of thought,
ink against a dampened sky—a dance of chaotic verses.
Link your dreams, trade them for marbles of rust,
Fragmented ReflectionsListen! The rustling folds of woven fate thinning,
the sea sighs; bearingWhere vultures gather—
the sycamores stand sentinel this time:
In the cage of hollowed prayers, a skewered nest of warmth,
Lunar DelightsCast theories out like ash, as echoing atoms reel,
streams of nonsense mingling blurs beneath perpetual moonlight.
The heartbeat of cyclic rhythms pulses steadily:
Spiral SoulsCaptive? No. Freely drifting upon aqua wings,
the tapestry threads a binding with invisible sequins.