Dear poetries,You share my every weakening part or every deepening strength.You know my past and present.Thank you for sharing with me; my crying nights and bleeding days.Thank you for being a part of some of my weeping birthdays. To be my fragmentI thank youTo be my friendI thank you To keep my secrets safeI thankContinue reading “Thank you”
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Mr House
Those pillars of yoursStand uprooted siltO, Mr HouseYou’re the home for mist. Your walls blunderedYou’re abandonedO, Mr HouseYou’re freaking sick. Your doors screamingAs we pass you threeO, Mr HouseWoods are slicy thick. Fans with lengthy rodsRetrieving your arrivalO, Mr HouseYou’re old and rival. Your property’s costLeast my memories withinO, Mr HouseYou’re my family’s heart in.
Growling stomach
// His stomach is not habitual of bearingSo much food he got in a day. // That morning when I woke up for jog, the smashing noise of rain were coming from my window.I went outside to feel the pleasure it brings with every drop while in the mean time a boy around 6 pavedContinue reading “Growling stomach”
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