
Silent Echoes by Zahra
Silent Echoes
Zahra
In the quiet descent of twilight's curtain,
I stand, a solitary figure, uncertain.
Lost within the shifting hues of fading light,
I navigate the spaces where solitude takes flight.
Threads of connection, delicate and fine,
A tapestry woven with the hands of time.
Moments form a mosaic, a complex array,
Each fragment a story, in shadows they sway.
Silent whispers linger in the vast expanse,
Shadows dance in a ghostly, transient trance.
Invisible threads weave a spectral embrace,
A tapestry of solitude, woven with grace.
Longing for touch in the silence profound,
Exploring…
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