A cup of black tea for a good sleep
Ears-sawing symphony
A devil in my brain stealing from my sleep
He's no evil
It's still Thursday - a day of vivid blue skies & green fields
& magnified senses & feelings
Oh, but somehow it got dark...
YOU ARE READING
Random thoughts pretending to be poems
PoesíaPoems written in post-covid era, when my writing style had suddenly changed a lot, significantly affected and inspired by Lana Del Rey's Violet book and her post-NFR albums and by other circumstances still unknown to me.
