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Regrets of my life

My first book is out- Dusk Veiled Desires: cunning devotion. [PAINFUL POEMS] VOLUME 1: Short poems. Amidst the roses in full bloom, Under the starry night's bright loom, A girl sits in the garden alone, Penning down her heart's sorrowful tone. The moonlight casts a dim hue, Reflecting on her hair's brown hue, As tears flow silently from her eyes, Longing for the one she loves but denies... ------------------------------------------------------------------------------ VOLUME 2: You and me (well you need to read to find out what's inside) {starts from chapter 53} "Well... I think this is our goodbye," she softly sighed, A bittersweet farewell, emotions amplified. "But I can't leave you," he pleaded with his heart, Their love entangled, yet forced to part. "My love, I'm not real," she whispered, eyes filled with pain, An ethereal presence, destined to wane. "You are to me," he vowed, his voice trembling, Their connection profound, their souls assembling. "You know that I will always be with you, But not physically, my love, this much is true," She spoke with tender sorrow in her tone, A love transcending bounds, their spirits known... ------------------------------------------------------------------------------ whatever I write here is totally based on my real life. (unrequited love) Hello there! Welcome to this book, which is not a novel or a story. In this book, I will share my poetry and inner thoughts, which I've been hiding for a long time. All of my writing is based on my life, and I kindly ask that you do not repost my work without giving me credit. Thank you I hope you enjoy reading my writing and find something that resonates with you. -zylyria YOU CAN READ ANY VOLUME FIRST. It just depends upon your preference.

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hope..a hope

In my bones, shadows reside,

Hope fills my skin, a gleaming tide,

Adorned with jewels, a delicate rope,

Around my neck, hands, and legs, I cope.

Once, I held faith in your name,

Love and trust, an eternal flame,

In shades of orange and red, it burned,

But now, my youthful pride is spurned.

Yet, there's a tale that contempt imparts,

Of a distant land, where dreams may restart,

Where you and I need not seek, but find,

A place where we're not lost, but aligned.

In the realm of judges and jury's might,

We stand united, souls intertwined,

For blame rests not solely on your side,

Fault finds no solace in me, a hide.