Purple doesn’t exist as a color in the spectrum, yet it lingers in our perception—created in the space between red and blue, like the illusions we hold onto. This piece reflects on the things we believe in, even when they aren’t fully real, and how they shape our perception and feelings in ways we cannot easily let go of.
Category: Poetry and Prose
Between Words
Between the words we speak and the ones we hold back, there’s a space—a quiet pause where meaning lingers. In these empty spaces, connection takes form, carried not by what is said, but by what we leave unsaid. Poetry prose like this reflects the delicate art of intention, of writing not just for the page, but for the soul. It’s a reminder that sometimes, the most profound moments exist in the pause…
Whimsical Connotations 