These feelings are my own,
Love or disdain,
You say it's an idea, a concept,
Rather than hearing my emotions.My emotions belong to me,
Yet you doubt mine,
Claiming they're illusions?
The loss is yours.I am brave to bare my heart,
Yet in its openness,
It shelters pain, not solace—
Opened arms extend,
Only to catch arrows, not embraces.Now I soar,
Around the globe,
Embracing life,
Cherishing myself like never before.I rise above the noise,
The judgment, the scorn,
Finding peace in solitude,
Reveling in the freedom I've worn.Through skies and dreams I wander,
Exploring truths untold,
Every heartbeat, a reminder,
I am mine to hold.
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Whispers Of The Heart
Romance'Whispers of the Heart,' a collection that delves deep into love, longing, and introspection. Through lyrical verses, experience the beauty of vulnerability and the magic of the heart's silent whispers.