emptiness
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Melancholic Emptiness
Some nights feel heavier than others. Not because something particular happened, but because everything suddenly feels still—too still. The world quiets down, and in that silence, we begin to hear things we usually ignore: our own loneliness, the weight of unanswered questions, and sometimes, the distant echo of someone else’s sorrow. This poem came to Continue reading
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When Nothing Becomes Everything: The Dance of Emptiness
The universe is mostly empty — an endless expanse of cosmic void stretching across unimaginable distances. Within this emptiness, stars drift in solitude, galaxies twirl in graceful isolation and planets carve their silent orbits. Yet, remarkably, this vast emptiness is what allows everything to exist. Without space, no movement would be possible, no connections could Continue reading
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