In shadows long, I've stood in wait,
For someone who would resonate,
With every word my heart would say,
To understand me in their own special way.
To look into my eyes so deep,
And there, my soul's secrets keep,
A roadmap of my life unfurled,
Acknowledging the pain that's swirled.
I dream to be more than a fleeting sigh,
A portrait painted in the sky,
A melody that lingers on,
Instead of words that fade and are gone.
When will the day come, I wonder when,
My story finds its listener, my friend,
To truly see me, soul and all,
To heed my whispered and my shouted call.
But as I gaze upon the dawn's new light,
I know the journey starts in sight,
To understand and love so true,
Myself, as I yearn for others to do.
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Through the Obscured
Poetry"Through the Obscured" embodies my voyage of unearthing the resilience and strength from within. Amid a life shrouded in shadows of hurt, pain, fears, and struggles, these attributes were not immediately evident. However, as I delved deeper into the...
