Oh dear mysteries,
Where did you lead me to?
There is a sea
I'm drowning
I haven't met the shore or the bed
The depths are still calling out for me
My efforts for trying to figure you out,
got me lost.
But one thing I know is that
I'm so lost
This is the sea of my thoughts.
- Shamama Firdous
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The Night Owl Poetry
ŞiirIt's the night, and that is the time when thoughts become poems =========================== enjoy!
