Restless nights, I toss and I turn,Sleep eludes me, my mind does churn."I cannot sleep," I whisper in despair,With each passing hour, I'm ensnared.
"I will not sleep," my resolve unyielding,In the darkness, my fears revealing.Always haunted by the specter of tomorrow,For I have nothing, just sorrow.
Perhaps it's easier when dreams await,But for me, it's a relentless debate.No job, no home, no studies to claim,I am nothing, just a whisper of shame.
I yearned for something, to call my own,To be special, to shine, not alone.But time slipped by, dreams turned to dust,And now I'm left with nothing but rust.
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Verses of Silence: Poems of the Soul
Poetry"Verses of Silence: Poems of the Soul" is a captivating collection of poetry that delves deep into the essence of life, offering profound reflections on existence, motivation, and inspiration. Through the eloquent verses penned by the author, reader...
