Raw, honest and unfiltered. 'Raw Reflections' is a poetic exploration of my chaotic thoughts in all its complexity.
From a paradoxical heart, with raw honesty and vulnerability, these poems invite you to embrace the beauty of your own contradictions...
Dedicated to the one whose depth inspires me xenophobic30_A, and in honour of the quiet ones who feel deeply.
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He was a person of mystery and depth, With a heart so hidden, few truly wept. His exterior painted cold and unfeeling, But inside, his emotions were constantly reeling.
Misunderstood by those around, His true self was rarely found. Always struggling to express his love, He turned to solitude and the heavens above.
A world of beauty lay beneath his skin, But few took the time to look within. He built walls around his fragile heart, Afraid to let his emotions depart.
Books and poems became his solace, A world of words where he found solace. In the depths of ink and rhyme, He found a love that stood the test of time.
His world was one of loneliness, But also one of pure bliss. For in his books and verses, He found comfort in his own curses.
His complexity was his beauty, A soul misunderstood by duty. He cared less for those who did not see, The love that lay beneath, so free.
So he created a world of his own, Where beauty and love were shown. A world of books, poems, and shayaris, A world of peace, away from the scaries.
In his solitude, he found solace, In his words, he found grace. A person of depth and mystery, His true beauty a lasting legacy.
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This poem is very close to my heart. (,,¬﹏¬,,)
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