I picked up rolled and folded notes from my jar one after another daily, during my happy and sad moments. And would like to share with you what was written in it.
❝i've delicately chosen letters to form words and words to form sentences, each sentence a colorful paint stroke on the canvas of my mind.❞
[ #1 in poetry on 27/08/16 ]
The 2a.m. wake up call,
Is a call for all of the poets,the drunk,and the silent loners
The 2a.m. wake up call,
Is for my Hidden Notes to prevail endless words,sober thoughts,and silent screams....