I feel my poetry
I, the poetess
deeply written by the poorest
who fell in love with closest
feel my promises
why does it become pleases?
from grey ashes
I can burn it with a lashes
don't let it queers
you are a risk
miyanwreadt (poetess) 18102022
YOU ARE READING
Miyan's Epistle
PoetryYou will witness a strange poem that you wish you had read sometime ago.
