Dan Enache Poet Free verse

In the garden of time, where dreams intertwine like shadow and light

In the garden of time, where dreams intertwine like shadow and light,
A paradox flower opens its crystal petals, divine enigmas.
In the eye of a broken clock, seconds dance in circles of infinity,
Melancholy is a rainbow spilling across a sky of forgotten memories.
In the city of mirrors, where faces melt into rivers of anonymity,
A cloud of thoughts weeps its rain upon roofs of shared silence.
There, where beings are merely echoes of an unfinished song,
Puppet people, woven from threads of desire, scatter in the wind.
On the edge of an abyss of ideas, a fire butterfly burns its wings,
A paradox of beauty vanishing into a sea of banality.
In the heart of a forest of thoughts, trees search for their roots,
But the wind whispers stories of old, lost in time.
The sea of souls battles between rocks of misunderstanding and dreams,
Each wave a silent cry of an unfulfilled existence.
In the night sky, stars are the lights of unfulfilled desires,
And the moon casts its shadows, traveling through waves of melancholy.
In the silent halls of the mind, where thoughts find refuge,
A rainbow of ideas is born from the ashes of a fire extinguished too soon.
Paradoxically, unity is born from the acceptance of silent diversity,
And in the heart of a chaotic universe, a soul sings its unique melody.

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