The World XXI

This collection is born from the quiet hours, where silence weighs heavy, and the shadows cast by memory grow long. Each poem is a fragment of grief, a reflection of loss, and an echo of the fragile beauty that often accompanies sadness. In these words, you will find the slow unraveling of heartache, the tenderness of longing, and the delicate dance between despair and hope.

This is not a book meant to lift spirits, but to cradle the sorrow we often carry alone. Let these verses be a companion for those dark nights when the world feels distant, and you seek solace in the depths of your own heart. Here, in the stillness of these pages, may you find the truth in pain and perhaps, the small comfort that comes in knowing you are not alone. From one lost soul to another, allow me to be free.