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The One Who Wasn't in the Frame And love... perhaps it is a nameless mystery woven into the canvas— one that leaves you spellbound before you even know which color has brushed against your soul. A brief wandering through the abandoned museum of the mind— where, among countless frames, you pause before a single image you have never touched, yet something of you breathes within its silence. And how strange, this intimacy without ever meeting— until you realize that what you have been gazing at has been gazing back at you from somewhere deep inside you all these years. — Golnaz Aliyari #TheUnseen #PoetryBeyondTheFrame #ArtAndSoul

The Deception of Light A tree that has lived through winter knows the secret of spring. But I... am too wise to give my heart to a bird's song in the cold. Though the sun's reflection in a snow-covered garden may seem so real, I have long since made peace with winter— neither waiting for blossoms nor longing for spring. Upon the branches of my heart, no new buds shall bloom; and yet, I still recognize the beauty of flowers. I am winter itself; and who knows better than I that not every light brings warmth... — Golnaz Aliyari #Poetry #WinterPoetry #TheDeceptionOfLight

The Unwritten Verdict... No one will ever know at which point of the story I came to believe that sometimes, love born from hatred outlasts the love that begins with desire. No one will ever know... Yet, I have entrusted my scream to the throat of time. — Golnaz Aliyari #PoetryTwitter #DarkAcademia #RainyDays #EnemiesToLovers #Storytelling