I caught one
Fever of poem
Drowning in the ocean
Of thoughts
It's not just that
I
Have
Lots
Of
Time
To
Waste
Nor
Do
I
Aim
To
Escape
The
Reality
Yet, it's like
I want a medium
To express
Something
Something that is buried deep within
Fever of poem
Have you caught one yet
They are lukewarm
A bit warm and a bit cold
Fever of poem
Feels a lot like
Chasing
If you ask me
Fever of poem...
YOU ARE READING
Lost words
PoetrySome words, some thoughts, some feelings-- complicated, intricate, fragile gets lost in the day to day. So let's carve out those, and let them breathe and come to existence through the mere power of poetry
