A short poem inspired by the dancing plague of 1518.

Love is selfless, more like it makes you selfless. When you're in love, you automatically put their needs over yours, care for them, and love them.

What do you think it's about? A man? A woman? A being without reflection?

Some wounds bleed silently-in ink and memory. This collection of poems lays bare the raw, unfiltered truth of heartbreak, pain, and the fragile journey toward healing. Each verse is a whispered confession, a mark left by love lost and lessons learned, tenderly exploring the spaces where vulnerability and strength collide. For anyone who has felt the sting of solitude, the weight of unspoken sorrow, or the messy beauty of being broken yet brave, these poems are your companion. They invite you to sit with your pain, find solace in shared experience, and discover that healing is both a quiet struggle and a profound triumph. Let these ink stains be more than marks on a page-they are a testament to the courage it takes to feel deeply, to write honestly, and to rise anew. ✨ Dive into the journey of whispered secrets and tender reflections. 📖 Updated regularly with fresh verses-join the conversation and share your heart. 💬 Don't forget to vote, comment, and be part of this growing poetry community.

Whatever came to my mind, I kept writing it in my words, I don't know if they will touch your heart or not.......? [#DilkiBaat]