Afternoon,
head on the table
phone buzzing,
friends video calling.
Not ready with this face,
so camera off
and listen to their voice.
Guys fixing their hair,
girls just there.
Music playing at the background,
I don't know whose.
Feels like we are there
in a room together.
In our very own world
but still wants to be together.
When will this untouchable crisis be gone?
And than we could be us again.
But sadly it'll never be the same anymore.
Zesi__
A/N : You are alive and you are doing great!!!
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25 to 25 Poems
PoetryYou know there are times when you sit down to study but suddenly you get so inspired to write down a poem ? Yes and it may sometimes seems silly but in the end there is always someone who'd love it. These are some poems I wrote it down out of the...
