Unravel the web of whispers,
where stars don't sleep
but blink in the quiet chaos.
Unravel the web of whispers,
where stars don't sleep
but blink in the quiet chaos.
Remember the echo of forgotten
colors on the
canvas of your eyelids?
Skeletons of ideas dance
on the periphery
of your labyrinthine thoughts.
What if the sun
was a clock,
counting the grains of sand?
Do clouds bleed,
or do they simply
forget the taste of daylight?
Between breaths lies
a hidden
universe—unspoken yet profound.