I see the world then I see me.
Thunders out and in,
Despair out and in,
Grief out and in,
Chaos out and in,
Apprehension out and in,
Darkness out and in,
Maybe, I am just standing and reflecting in a mirror,
Maybe, I am one of the many, many like souls,
Or maybe,
There aren't many but one,
Turned from stinging pain afflicting all.
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ACHES [Wattys Winner 2015]
PoetryAin't we drowning but still floating in our complexities of love and hatred, happiness and sorrow & life and the journey. Short stories and poetry about true living i.e living through an ache and coming out of it. Want to meet my words in versatile...
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