Untitled
Untitled, a blank canvas of the mind
A world of infinite possibility we find
A space waiting to be filled with words and art
A place where creativity can truly start
In the blankness, we can create anything we please
Our minds are free to wander and release
Thoughts that were once hidden deep within
Are manifesting, brought to light again
It can be scary to start with a blank slate
To step into the unknown and create
But remember, within every unknown
Lies the potential to create a masterpiece shown
So let us embrace the untitled and blank
A place where our creativity can be ranked
As we forge ahead with every stroke and line
May our art bring joy, and our words, deeply divine.
Untitled, a blank canvas bare,
A page, a thought, a silent prayer,
A canvas for the soul to pour,
A starting point, a pure decor.
In its emptiness, lies a promise,
Of creativity, of art's solace,
A place where imaginations abide,
Where emotions, thoughts, ideas collide.
It's a reflection of the unknown,
A space where stories can be honed,
Where words can dance and minds can sing,
A freedom that makes our souls take wing.
So let Untitled be your guide,
Embrace the freedom it provides,
Let inspiration be your guide,
And let your soul take flight, untied.
In life, there are things that we cannot name
Inexplicable moments that lack a proper claim
These are the untitled things that live within us
Repressed emotions and thoughts that cause a fuss
They linger in the depths of our consciousness
Placing an invisible weight, causing us distress
The untitled moments weigh heavy on our souls
Tightly gripping, refusing to let go of their holds
We may try to ignore them and move on
But they'll always catch up with us before long
The untitled moments call out to be spoken
And until they are released, we'll always be broken
We must summon our inner strength to face them
Speak our truth, and allow ourselves to become undone
Only then can we find peace and true liberation
Freeing ourselves from the pain of untitled situations
