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The Whispered Verse That Made My Life a Poetic Catastrophe Have you ever encountered a single phrase so powerful—or so hauntingly fragile—that it shattered something inside you? I once lived through a verse whispered in the quiet of midnight, a single line that turned my world upside down, transforming calm routine into something surreal, almost unbearable. That whispered verse became less of words and more of a living memory: the poetic catastrophe that turned my life into a catacograph of feeling. ### A Night That Breathed Poetry into Pain It started on a rainy Tuesday, when silence lay thick in the air. I sat alone, half-asleep, thread by thread unwinding a day drained of meaning. Then, almost imperceptibly, my mind caught a whisper—a line floating between breath and thought:
“The poem of my sorrow sleeps in broken rhyme.”