Dying alone,
Scary isn't it?
For one that affects so many,
Causing chaos and anxiety,
In the blue and green globe of ours
For things abruptly changing,
For freedom being taken away,
For it being harder to breathe,
For not knowing when all this will be over,
Living in the small apartments of ours,
Time can be slow but transformative,
Let your body move to the beat,
Let your heart sings to its content,
Let your fingers flow to the strings of instruments,
Breathe in,
For all these will be temporary.
(wmso)
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Happy Poems
PoetryThe book "Happy Poems" was previously named as "Midnight Thoughts" but I noticed that most of my poems are written to send a message of positivity. Therefore, there was a rename of the book. I hope my book will sparkle happiness and inspirations in...
