Fragments of the Quiet Mind

In the shadowed chasms of night, where souls are tethered, Echoes stir, deep torrents of forgotten desire, A lover's lament, drowned in celestial fire. Beneath the moon's pulse, two hearts together weathered, Bound by lunar tides, by ethereal devotion, Caught adrift in a sea of star-kissed emotion. In the cool glow of silvered beams, they wove their tale, A palace of passion within the night's frail veil. Yet fate, that unseen hand, tore their woven dreams, Ripping through the sky with silent, shattering screams. Now they wander, lost in the night's aching refrain, The moon, a witness, cradles their endless pain. The moon—silent mirror to a soul’s hidden scars, Searched for its reflection among the distant stars. But in the shimmering mockery of light, It taunts with truths forever out of sight. Oh, to retrace the steps along that skyward path, To see their eyes glint before the final wrath. But destiny, cruel, keeps the worlds divi...

There have been moments in my life where words have utterly failed me, leaving a gaping hole in my heart. It's as though I'm standing at the edge of an abyss, unable to find a way to express the emotions swirling within me. But in those moments of despair, I find solace in the unspoken thoughts that reside deep within me. They're the whispers of my heart that resonate with my soul and speak volumes without uttering a single word. It's a silence that's both deafening and comforting, commanding my full attention and stirring my very being. I've come to realize that sometimes, it's the slightest murmur that has the most profound impact on me. It's the sound of a loved one's breath, the gentle rustle of leaves in the wind, or the soft hum of a melody that reaches me on a subconscious level. These are the moments that connect me to my emotions and remind me of the depth and complexity of the human experience. It's in these moments that I realize...