Why am I feeling down
Why do I feeling like not doing anything
Why being lazy is all of a sudden seems more comfortable
Why it's been like this the whole day
Why even music isn't making me feel a thing?
Why? Why? Why?
Maybe it's just Human Nature...
I keep on hearing this whisper
A whisper that's trying to reach me loud
To comfort me; to make me feel less lonely.
—Laxmi Bhargavi Golla
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SEASHELLS [short poems]
PoetryIf the Beach is what represents my Life, then I would name the ocean as my Feelings and the seashells as my Poems.
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