Wandering unseen through crowded streets,
A silent figure in the flow of time,
Life unfolds in whispered beats,
A nameless soul with dreams that climb.
In the quiet corners of bustling cities,
Where stories hide in shadows deep,
Unspoken tales and hidden pities,
In anonymity, secrets sleep.
The world spins on, unaware and blind,
To the silent steps and longing sighs,
In the heart of the unknown, we find,
A dance of stars in endless skies.
Yet in the veiled, unseen embrace,
Lives the freedom to simply be,
In the faceless, timeless space,
Dwells the beauty of anonymity.