I sing songs of joy
My smile as wide as
The cathedral door
But my eyes convey the truth
My thoughts are in brine
So deep I almost lost
To venture in daylight.
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Tea Poetry
PoetryPoetry 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...
