When ego joines with pride gives birth to a seed
It becomes unfruitful .
It germinates uncertainty
It's stem becomes of rudeness
Loathed by all
Loved be believers of shame
Hidden in the soul of the carrier
Doubting if it exists.
Starting things yet to be finished
Looking for a way to drop it off
Yet finds no platter
Because of the outcome it had yielded
Bintu💕💕
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Poetrythe book is for poema people *in Jennifer's voice* Pls don't copy my work, Cox it's not nice. All poems and short stories belong to me and me alone. If u wanna use my poem for anything pls Dm me. Alright my loves, thank you very much? for reading, c...
