POETIC PLAY STUDIO

With a heart of stone,
And the crack in timelessness,
The glowing light reflects the existence,
Mysteriously hidden beneath the laughter,
The presence speaks of absence,
As I suffered the baggage of living wholeheartedly,
Shattered in the realm of time,
And broken into different spaces,
There exists a void of transitions,
Echoes of unsaid stories,
And the remembrances of lost self,
Haunting the present truth,
It intertwines the colourful chaos of time and space,
Floating in the air of memories like an autumn fall,
On a sunny day,
As the myriad of experiences unexpressed,
Hides in the never-ending tale of living,
I travel with the fire of the soul,
To burn the lost happenings and touched moments,
Until the ashes rise again,
From the mountain of thoughts,
And dances as a formless form,
In the sky of aliveness,
Unfelt and untouched like a moon at a distance.
In the infinite loop of nothingness.