@solitude

لَذَّتِ گویَا

What if you spend years trying to build a home inside someone else, only to realize you were just using them to hide from your own ruins?

آهش، حکایت از سوزِ درون داشت۔۔۔

What if you finally cure the sickness, only to realize you loved the fever more than the recovery?

What if you spent your whole life praying for rain, only to realize you are made of salt?

What if the void is filled, and you start realizing that space was the only alive part of you?

Let me hear the Voice that has no name, the Note that never played, and the Thought they forgot to write...

A state of no joy and no pain. It is colorless and it is blank.

Quick thought.. impulse/ glimpse/ ephemeral spark/ passing shadow/ Ghostly whisper/ wandering idea/ shapeless truth

A dying sigh.. A soft murmur.. A glitch in stillness of mind.. A single heartbeat of consciousness.. A breath held and released.. A whole universe conceived, lived, and forgotten in a millisecond.

Listening to the resonance of a question that has no intention of being answered.

Hi..!