"Harrowing memories haunting me,
Their thorns won't let me free.
I cannot see that I will be an escapee.
Though for each harsh drop of pain,
My twisting vines are forced to gain,
intricate blossoms with chance to bloom."
"The Ache of Blooming"...
"Harrowing memories haunting me, Their thorns won't let me free. I cannot see that I will be an escapee. Though for each harsh drop of pain, My twisting vines are forced to gain, Intricate blossoms with chance to bloom."
Welcome to my first poetry book named "The Ache of Blooming".
"The Ache of Blooming" is a poetry collection that touches upon various topics, both dark and enlightening throughout a journey of healing and self-discovery. Jumping around misery, hope and healing to show healing is nor linear or easy. May these words evoke raw and real emotions from deep within.
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