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Fire in my Dreamland: A Poetry Series

I have never hesitated to talk about the loss of dream but not in quite depth as i will in this new poetry series. So far, i have sprinkled little hints about how my demise came, how my entire world changed when i lost that dream of mine because of various reasons and not just academic. This even pushed me into depression and during that time, writing was my savior. I remember sitting in wait for a taxi and tears were rolling down my eyes as i looked at other students in a school bus smiling because i know they still have time to do that but i was already at a stage where there is no other option but the road taken looks like hell now. Its been 3 years and that day still haunts me when i broke down in the arms of my father, with tears rolling down my eyes and unable to breathe because i had just met the reality of where i stood and still stands. Nothing has changed but in that time, i found a savior, a shelter in the war. The college i found is my nightmare that i'm forced to live but at least, it provided me a safe ground for me to work on something new that i had discovered about myself in the wake of many losses that i had faced so far and it was none other than writing.
I fell really harder from the dream of studying astronomy to weaving stories as a writer. Amateur astronomy still lives in my blood but i will forever mourn the loss of that version of mine which had dreams. I have tried to put all my anger, frustration into poems like "Cosmic Longing: Un Amore Irragguiungibile". The idea behind this had been sitting on my desk since February 2025 but I was too scared to open up and share this chapter but now that I'm preparing to leave, I'm resting this as one of my last cases. 
The poems in this poetry series are:
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