Sometimes when the world falls silent.....

 Sometimes, when the world falls silent, I sit with my thoughts—reflecting on the loves I never shared, the apologies I never gave, and the pain I never voiced. In the quiet, I revisit moments where fear silenced me, where pride held me back, and where time passed before I found the courage to act.

This loneliness shaped me into who I am today. It taught me the language of loss, etched by the loves I couldn’t hold on to and the relationships that soured despite my yearning to mend them. It turned me inward, transforming heartache into words, and isolation into verses that bleed with unspoken truths. The bitterness of what was lost and the emptiness it left behind became the soil where my voice grew—a poet born from solitude, with lines woven from the threads of love, regret, and resilience.