Missing me
poem abt one of my friends kinda.
poem abt one of my friends kinda.
The begging of a friend for their dearest. . .
such an inconvenience.
Do you know that the SUNFLOWER can hide the dried ROSES.
The only thing people truly fear is being seen.
Freedom and flight are hard to imagine when you're stuck with your feet on the ground.
Childhood daydreams to something real. . .
A poem abt promises I make to myself.
A surreal little journey through impossible geometry, wandering logic, and a universe that refuses to make sense.
A little meditation on overthinking, ordinary loneliness, philosophical nonsense, and the quiet comfort of making another cup of tea.
A poem on mud, and the gross it has become.
If someone can save me then i will be glad.
A poem about goldfish growing to fit the size of their tank
A prayer to the forgotten God