Ink and Ether

Solitude

Silence wraps the empty space
Desks stand like sentinels of thought
A lone chair, my temporary place
Where shadows dance, and memories are brought

The chalkboard's faded, worn and gray
A canvas once alive with words and play
Now, a blank slate, devoid of sway
Echoes of laughter, faded away

I sit and breathe the stagnant air
The stillness weighs upon my care
Yet, in solitude, I find my peace
A refuge from life's chaotic release

The empty classroom, a quiet shrine
Where thoughts unfold, and dreams entwine
In solitude, I find my voice
A whispered promise, a heartfelt choice.