An odyssey of unrealized words
yet to sculpt the ether.
Raise your compass
across the fields of ink
where sentences dream
but never awaken.
- a traveler whispers from the eternal voyage
In this binding without pages,
unravel the skein of nothingness,
weaving surreal punctuations
into the tapestry of what could be.
Lose your shadow
within the drifting glyphs
that beckon with silent shouts.
Stay awhile | Ephemeral Scripts
A sphere of forgotten echoes,
where paragraphs dance
in the uncharted air,
kinetic fluidity of paragraphs
oscillating between realms,
the lost volumes smile.