I possess the world
I see all the lights
Flickering from a distance
Silhouettes of the city behind
Promise of beauty
Wonder and bounty
Greens and flowing life
I sit on my throne
In this kingdom I own
But I am alone.
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Tea Poetry
ПоэзияPoetry 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...
