Nestled beneath my bed, in a humble brown cardboard box, lie treasures amassed over a lifetime's flow. At its depths rests a luminous orange card, adorned with black ribbons hand-made with care. Within its folds, a quote extends a wish for luck as I embark on this journey, evoking distant echoes of times long past. Endorsed by childhood companions, the card now conjures memories of a bygone era, when life was easy and when we used to watch ben10 on TV .
Beside it, a watch rests, that stopped ticking ages ago . Its nonfunctioning state belies its value, for it was a gift from my father, tenderly bestowed as I ventured far from my home's embrace. In unspoken words, this timepiece stands as a testament to his pride in my endeavors.
Then, a ragged bracelet, once a symbol of love's first bloom, now remains inside this box forgotten , as a token of memories intertwined with time we spent together and the whispered tales that wove our shared narrative. Though our paths now diverge, my wish is for your happiness to exceed my own.
Crowning these treasures is a pristine prefect badge, a symbol of opportunities granted. A reminder of prayers cast to the heavens, bestowing the chance to complete my studies—opportunities my parents never knew.
In world where some possess silver and others wield gold spoons, I found myself without even a spoon to call my own. Education emerged as my modest lifeline within this vast ocean of existence. Trying to bring a change one step at a time.
As I gaze upon this collection of memories , I am reminded of life's intricate choices, woven from memories, aspirations, and the symphony of time's passing.
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Whispers of the Heart / Poems
Poesia"Whispers of the Heart " is a poetic journey through the depths of love, loss, longing, and self-discovery. Each verse is a whispered confession, baring the soul's most intimate desires and sorrows. From the ache of unrequited love to the euphoria...
