The sun does not—
disappear—
for the night;
it only takes
a little rest—
a little break
a little pause
from all the—
monotony and—
predictability.
You might need the same;
take your share—
of breather.
You deserve
it.
YOU ARE READING
F L O A T
RandomIt just started with the only poem I titled "Forbidden". I did not imagine I would have a sudden thought of making it a collection. This will be updated every... well, I can't promise because I am working. Maybe in my spare time and 'poetish' moment...
