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a cup of coffee, a cosy
old sofa and a little rain
drizzling outside. what
else do you need?
oh right, probably this
little compilation of
imagination.
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POETRY DUMP
zahi (2020-21)
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P R E D E S T I N E D
odd eyes, they say blonde hair, they say a strange man, they say.
I hunt for him running into the wilting trees guarding the border around my soul. pure darkness, I find.
chesire smile, they say jagged scar, they say rough stubble, they say an arrogant man, they say.
I reach out to him trying to find his strong hand that should be inside my soul. empty air, I reach.
velvet suit, they say golden watch, they say a gucci tie, they say a wealthy man, they say.
I pause amidst the trees, peering into the smiling green at the heart of a seeming dead forest. he isn't there, I realize.
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I'm curious. really curious. what's your take on this poem?? did it it conjure a story or any theories in your mind? what exactly did it mean to you when you read it?
you don't have to answer ofc, I wondered since I'm not providing an explanation haha. hope you enjoyed xx
