I fear
Falling in love
Rising in vain
To be fulfilled 'till emptiness is my daily bread
I fear
Falling in vain
and not rising in love
To forget the taste of that goodness
How it tantalised my soul
As the smell floated from my palm to my nose
I fear
The hunger I was born into Lord
But I don't
I fear the scavange
Seeking satisfaction
From you oh Lord , distractions
Forgive me
A_d
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Rookie poetry
PoezieWhen thoughts meet pen and paper And words can describe emotion... ^ Just a rookie sharing her poetry . This is a young collection of my poems , random and all . ^ #474 in Poetry 😄😄😄😄
