I wander through the labyrinth of silence where echoes of lost desires intertwine
I wander through the labyrinth of silence where echoes of lost desires intertwine,
Searching for meaning in the abyss of thoughts that slip like sand through fingers,
A senseless man, carried by the winds of time, caught in the webs of endless questions,
With a heart like a dried-up well seeking its source in a world forgotten by meaning.
Loneliness wraps me in its shadowy cloak, a garment that weighs heavily,
Alienation dances in silent circles, a dance of the soul that finds no solace,
Unanswered questions gather like heavy storm clouds on a boundless sky,
And I lose myself in the silence between words, seeking a light to guide me.
In this landscape of wandering, the inner void becomes an ocean that never ceases,
An infinite space where thoughts drift like leaves on a nameless river,
Each step is a question, each breath an echo of the desire to find meaning,
Yet the sky remains silent, and the stars only flicker like memories of forgotten dreams.
And yet, in the depths of this seemingly endless search, there lies a hidden beauty,
A silent poetry born from the struggle to find light in the darkness that surrounds us,
For even in wandering, there is a story, a whisper of the soul that refuses to be silent,
A testament to the desire to live, to feel, to discover meaning amidst the nonsense.
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Dan Enache
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