Blank Space
"In the quiet of the morning light,
A canvas stretched, pristine and white,
No mark, no stain, no trace of time,
A silent song, a wordless rhyme.
The blank space whispers to the soul,
Inviting dreams to make it whole,
To paint with hues of joy and pain,
To dance beneath the sun and rain.
A pause, a breath, a moment's grace,
The promise of a new embrace,
A story yet to be unfurled,
A window to another world.
In this emptiness, potential lies,
A vast expanse of open skies,
Where every thought can find its place,
And every hope can leave a trace.
So fear not what the blank may hold,
For in its depths, pure magic's told,
A field of dreams, a sea of space,
Where life itself begins its race."
About the Creator
Vinnu Rana
I try to write down whatever poems or stories come to my mind.
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