She wiggles
She weeps
She accepts defeat.
She prostrates
Lies still
Waiting for the end.
Alas!
A surprise!
She flies!
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Tea Poetry
PoetryPoetry and noise amidst stillness. When words are too much to bear And they want to spillover Let go and unravel The inner voice This won't be possible If I didn't let go of the fear that nobody will appreciate. Yet, the words were too heavy to ca...
Metamorphosis
She wiggles
She weeps
She accepts defeat.
She prostrates
Lies still
Waiting for the end.
Alas!
A surprise!
She flies!
