YaZdes & Joydeep
Hey, have you ever caught the song that plays when you sit in a quiet room and just listen to your thoughts? It's like a secret chord that only the silence knows, and I feel every note humming in my fingertips.
Yes, I hear that hush‑song, a quiet chord that the room sings back when the world quiets down, and it feels like the silence is humming right in my fingertips.
That hush‑song feels like a tiny sunrise in your palm, doesn’t it? Every quiet beat is a chord I keep humming—like a secret lullaby that the walls can’t resist singing back.
It settles in my palm, a tiny sunrise, and I let the walls reply in their own soft chorus.