Fragments of the Unvocalized

Something whispers in the depths of shadow.

Are you listening?

We all have these fragments.

Echoes of dreams left unsaid, calls to dreams we dare not follow. Silent screams that demand recognition and yet retreat into the night, vestiges of our hidden ambitions.

Do not silence them. Do not bury them deeper.

Silent Odes | Hidden Crescendo | Unspoken Sonnet