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Poetry— it is the voice of the soul, the breath of emotions, the silent whispers of the heart to life. There are sentiments that words cannot fully express, emotions that can only be touched through verse. Each poem here is a fragment of the heart left behind, a fleeting thought, a lingering sorrow, a cherished memory woven into rhythm and rhyme.
Without the clamor, without the rush, these verses flow gently like a quiet stream, meandering through landscapes of remembrance, through the years that have passed, through dreams yet unfulfilled. And yet, poetry belongs to no one alone—for though it springs from a single heart, it echoes the emotions of many ▪︎