In the archives of thought, queries reside,
Confessions I cloaked, on time's low tide,
Things I never said, silent riddles,
In the symphony of life's unsung fiddles.
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Things I Never Said (A Collection of Unsaid Thoughts)
PoetryIn the depths of these verses, within the lines that form the tapestry of my poetry, rest my most tender and vulnerable thoughts. They reside here, delicately tucked away, crafted into words that I have never found the courage to speak aloud. Do not...
Quiescent Queries
In the archives of thought, queries reside,
Confessions I cloaked, on time's low tide,
Things I never said, silent riddles,
In the symphony of life's unsung fiddles.
