"Silent Stories in Ruins" In ruins they stand tall, Figures on bricks, urban sprawl, Chaos interlaced, Patterns merge, decay embraced, Silent stories etched in time. Climbing the stark wall, Lifeless forms rise and then fall, Red bricks break away, Ghosts of the past in decay, Lost dreams in disarray. Lines and shapes converge, Art and life in surreal merge, Echoes of despair, Whispers carried on the air, Beauty found in disrepair. Watch them sit and stare, Among ruins, unaware, Geometry's grace, Woven in this broken place, Art's silent, haunting embrace. Layer 1, Lyne 2 & One 3... Be At On3... NYKYDKN