Fear Itself Is Undefined. Comments
I lay on my bed soaking my pillow with my tears,
I try to remember exactly what it is that I fear.
Is it the passing of time or the love that I lack?
Is it the mistakes that I've made or the fact that I can't bring the past back?
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This is the best of your poems i've read so far.... There are times in life when we fear the unknown fear, and this poem has done a great job in citing those feelings!
Wonderful. I know that I've gone through a time where I questioned myself and sometimes I still do. This poem spoke to me and I believe you will be a poet many remember for a long time to come.
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7/19/2025 7:58:25 PM # 1.0.0
Shaikh, Love your poem. So true about so many of us. Conqure that fear and we can moove on.