In depths of thought, I sit alone, lost, pondering my next unknown. My soul crouches, languishing, yearning for rest, in desolation's sting. In depths of sorrow, I have dwelled, where anguish's grip has compelled my heart. Through trials and tribulations, I've trod, experiencing despair and a heavy load.
The weight of sorrow I have borne, in moments when hope seemed in the realm of serenity, you stood amazed; my tranquil demeanor is a mystifying haze. Yet, fail not to grasp my thoughtful contemplation. It is not surrender, but a deeper revelation.
Behold, alas, the vessel is hollow. That holds the tempest deep within. A raging soul, its depths unknown, a storm that rages, fierce and grim. In depths profound, a sorrow immense, I bear a burden, my heart's defense. Struggling, I strive to hold it tight within my soul, concealed from sight. Oh, the weight is too heavy to bear.
Aching, longing, and in silent despair no words can capture this sorrow's might as I grapple, grapple, in an endless night. Yet you will never truly comprehend the depths of anguish that I transcend. Within my being, it silently weaves a tapestry of pain. So, behold, dear soul, this hidden plight, a symphony of sorrow, veiled from sight. In this poetic realm, my truth is shared. A glimpse of the burden I silently bear In the realm of emotions, beware the guise.
A silent heart, oft mistaken, does not despise. For in its stillness, a depth lies concealed. A vacant facade, but a truth unrevealed. Never, ever, misunderstand its quiet plea. A symphony of whispers, longing to be free. In the hush of its beats, a story untold, A tale of emotions waiting to unfold Do not judge by the absence.
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PoetryThe text explores the theme of love and solitude, focusing on the protagonist's longing for her loved ones but feeling disheartened by their absence. She becomes a solitary warrior, finding solace in her own company and self-reliance. Despite her at...
