She is sad, a sorrow deep and profound,
She is hurt, in her pain she is bound,
She is dying, yet continues to breathe,
She is alone, yet in her solitude, she seethes.She is upset, a turmoil within,
She is a mess, yet holds a grin,
She is lonely, in her silent despair,
She is disturbed, yet no one's aware.She is judged, by eyes that don't see,
She is ignored, yet yearns to be free,
She is stressed, carrying a heavy load,
She is confused, lost on life's road.She is depressed, a shadow in the night,
She is an overthinker, lost in her own fight,
She is misunderstood, in a world so loud,
She is tired, yet stands tall and proud.She is living, despite the hurt,
She is silent, beneath her shirt,
She is screaming, yet no sound is heard,
She tried her best, yet feels like a blurred.She wants peace, a calm in the storm,
But no one understands, can't see her conform,
She breaks into pieces, yet wears a mask,
She's in pain, yet to smile is her task.She is me, this woman in the mirror,
In her eyes, the pain is clearer,
Through her trials, her struggles, her plight,
She learns to stand, to fight the fight.She is strength, she is resilience,
In her heart, she finds patience,
Through the pain, through the sorrow,
She finds hope, for a brighter tomorrow.
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Whispers of the Soul: A Symphony of Verses
Poetry"Whispers of the Soul: A Symphony of Verses" is a poetic masterpiece that delves into the depths of human emotions and experiences through the art of verse. This collection of poems resonates with the reader on a profound level, capturing the essenc...
