Eyes are windows to the soul,
Concealing pain and misery's dark role.
Behind each gaze, a story untold,
A turmoil brewing, young and old.
The soul yearns to break free from chains,
Escape the bondage of earthly pains.
But how can I flee, when earthbound I remain?
From dust I came, to dust I'll return again.
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poetic musings
Poetry"In 'POETIC MUSINGS,' I invite you to embark on a journey through the labyrinth of human experience. These poems explore the intersections of love, loss, and self-discovery, weaving a tapestry of emotions and thoughts. Inspired by the fleeting momen...
