In nature's beauty, a desire to reside,
Yet, in life's confusion, I long to confide.
Not in kindness and love's tender art,
But in cruelty's gaze and manipulative heart.
Relationships, not hatred, but a weight to bear,
A sense of unworthiness, lingering in the air.
Family, not disdain, yet a burden's embrace,
A complex web of emotions, I try to trace.
In my mind's corridors, where shadows creep,
Digging into the past, worries of futures seep.
Friendship's warmth, until wounds are revealed,
Attacking tender places, where scars are concealed.
Lovers not hated, in their tender embrace,
But shattered in pieces, a heart's broken grace.
Thoughts linger, a dark, haunting sky,
In this paradoxical dance, I question why.
The want to live, the wish to depart,
A conflicted soul, torn and apart.
In poetic verses, emotions untie,
Yet, the struggle persists, the desire to fly.
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Whisper Of A Silent Heart: Loving And Romanticising
Poetry"My love was as cruel as my nightmares, and it was as beautiful as my daydream, which never dare to turn itself into reality, neither did it ever ended like a daydream, the agony kept hanging me like that of half hope, the hope kept hanging me like...
