I was a lad, hidden in a lass mask.
Everybody would get mad, if I removed this mask
I used to wear red lips, while my soul
Is hiding at the closet.
I used to be a golden lass
Without the masses knowledge,
I am lad.
I tried so many shapes to fit in.
Circle, diamond, square
It failed,
I am a triangle, hiding at the circle
I don't know what to do,
They know it's Ria!
But it's Rio,
YOU ARE READING
MP LIGHTS 143: BOOK 2
Poetry-This book is a collection of poems, written in traditional and free verse patterns. -This book offers you to enjoy poetry while making a touch in your world through poems.
