Silent Shadows
Sounds of inaudible shadows fleeing for cover
They're on my trail; one path has led to another
The faint noises of their traffic rouse those nearby
Summer's night seems to be serene, but it is a lie
in the middle of the bustle of the busy streets
Let's explore some half-full mumbling retreats
The city's sound is reminiscent of a symphony
In this social junkyard, that might restore dignity
Art implies unseal mind, yet doubt can block them
In this era of polyester, I'm scanning for a gem
However, it's not unusual for words to come freely
Hair spilled shadows, never soaked so deeply
Airy grace of a picture clashes with the evil below
Deep seas are noiseless, and this we know
Art relieves anxiousness and stimulates creativity
When people see you, they may view positivity.
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