I am blank.

I am blank, a canvas waiting, Echoes whisper, anticipating. In silence deep, stories bloom, Words unspoken, yet to consume. In shadows cast, dreams ignite, From emptiness, a spark takes flight. Within these lines, the tale unwinds, I am blank, where creation finds. Simple yet intriguing, the space invites the mind to embrace. In every void, a story's trace, I am blank, where thoughts embrace. by Palwasha Mazhar.