when words turn silent
In shadows deep, a soul retires,
A symphony of solitude transpires. Becoming aloof, whispers cease,
In silence found, a tranquil peace.
Estranged from echoes, a muted grace, Veiled emotions in a silent embrace. Words unspoken, thoughts withdrawn,
A journey into quietude, a self-reborn.
In the hush, reflections bloom, Unspoken verses, a silent room. A dance of shadows, a solo waltz, Becoming aloof, where silence exalts.
Through muted realms, a spirit roams, An introspective voyage, finding homes.
In the hallowed hush, secrets unfold, A metamorphosis, a story untold.
© Piaa
A symphony of solitude transpires. Becoming aloof, whispers cease,
In silence found, a tranquil peace.
Estranged from echoes, a muted grace, Veiled emotions in a silent embrace. Words unspoken, thoughts withdrawn,
A journey into quietude, a self-reborn.
In the hush, reflections bloom, Unspoken verses, a silent room. A dance of shadows, a solo waltz, Becoming aloof, where silence exalts.
Through muted realms, a spirit roams, An introspective voyage, finding homes.
In the hallowed hush, secrets unfold, A metamorphosis, a story untold.
© Piaa