The reason why. .....
I feel this ache inside....
is not to be forgotten soon. ....
no matter how hard I try......
many a circuitous journeys. ...
in my heart and soul......
I have taken. ....
all to find myself back.....
to where I began......
again and again...I persist.....
even though......
my inner being wants to desist...
weary and broken.....
a sign or a token....
is all I need to understand..
how this pain will end.....
till then......
the unending searing is ....
what I bear. .....
and repent......
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Alone
PoetryBeing alone is the silent journey to the inner self...where no one holds sway except oneself.... A collection of poems seeking to understand this intrinsic state of the mind and soul..... The beginning and the end....
