Echoes of Silence
Reflection
In the stillness, a figure stands,
Veiled in mystery, lost in thought's dark lands.
A burst of red, a flash of pain,
A soul's turmoil, hidden, yet revealed in vain.
The lines converge, the fragments meet,
A shattered mirror, reflecting life's defeat.
The body speaks of strength and grace,
While the mind's turmoil finds its secret place.
In abstracted forms, emotions roam,
A dance of light and shadow, a heart's dark home.
The artwork whispers secrets, untold and deep,
A journey through the labyrinth, where shadows creep.
In every line, a story's told,
Of trials faced, of lessons old.
The figure stands, a testament to strife,
A being reborn, in the fire of life.