My soul is searching in the dark alley,
For a ray of sunshine, a beam of light.
My soul is searching in the deep blue sea,
For something precious, something valuable.
An endless search
to find a source of light
to get rid of the darkness.
My soul is searching in the underground,
In the subways and void spaces;
My soul is searching in the Hallways,
In the corridors, through the massive crowd.
For a fragment, a speck of Hope.
An endless search
To find Hope
in the time of distress.
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A Lone Wolf's Poetry
PoesíaStep into the quiet world of a lone wolf-where solitude whispers stories, and silence becomes a canvas for emotions. This poetry collection is a journey through the mind and heart of an independent soul. Each poem captures the essence of self-discov...
