It has been a month
and four days.
I have 20
writings
posted.
It's been a month
and four days
I have two
books
out—
In the open, where
people can read,
it feels good,
liberating,
almost.
There are days
when I still feel
a little too
anxious of
fears
(because how do you
show your baren soul
if you don't love it?)
«______»
Thank you for your support,
my gratitude is right from
my nervous wreck of a heart.
We just got to 20 PIECES!
MY GOD.
ALHAMDULILLAH.
YOU ARE READING
h a i m i s h
Poetry. . . haimish; moon talks, and alleyed pyols. . . . homes a collection of snippets from the times I feel most at home. prose/poetry
