Shattered Dreams and Scarred Pages

O my unknown friend,
These pages hold my heart and soul,
The emotions within, my story to unfold.
My forgotten songs, once buried deep,
Will resurface now, no longer asleep,
In the season of pain, they were written,
A poet's heart, young and smitten.
Come take a seat, let's share a moment,
Let my words set free your own torment,
For when I was a poet, I was young,
And now, let our souls become one.
With love,
Afreen Rahat