UNDER POETRY: The Experiences of the Unknown

In the midst of surrounding people,

she stand alone, held high and tall.

For the presence I seek,

is within her soul.

No forced smiles and telling polite lies,

Just by ourselves beneath the open skies.

Exploring the landscape her inner mind,

A journey of discovery,a solace I can find.

She is not lonely,sad or experiences anxiety,

Only chose to be alone in a crowded city.

Sat on a bed with books and coffee,

happy in solitude where I feel free.

Alone in the quiet,and peace I embrace,

where silence whispers,an unfiltered space.

She stands tall,no pressure to perform,

free from expectations or what is norm.

Being alone is not a void,but an opportunity to grow.

To understand oneself and how her life should flow.

Diving deep within her soul and find my strengths,

To charge my battery for turbulent events.

She is I, alone in the night.

A place of solitude,a haven of starlight.

Where she is alone but not lonely,

In which She is I,the one and only

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"We are not alone as we've got ourselves"

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