Moonlight__gaze
This is not a narrative bound by chronology, but a collection of sentiments scattered and often misunderstood. each poem a distinct lens into the human condition. Some speak from the raw ache of heartbreak, others from the quiet corners of solitude. There are verses that wrestle with longing, with the weight of memory, and the fragile hope that intimacy might still be possible in a world that trades authenticity for applause. It's about what it feels like to be in your own head when no one's really listening. Each piece captures a different emotional hue: the disorientation of grief, the quiet of self-reflection, the bittersweet nostalgia of love once held and lost. These poems don't offer resolution. They are internal monologues from minds that feel too much, too deeply, often in silence. They explore what lingers... the thoughts that throb beneath the surface, the feelings that refuse to be named, the truths that remain even when no one is watching.
This is poetry as perspective... sometimes tender, sometimes defiant, always honest. Not answers, not closure, but clarity.