Poetry and noise amidst stillness.
When words are too much to bear
And they want to spillover
Let go and unravel
The inner voice
This won't be possible
If I didn't let go of the fear that nobody will appreciate.
Yet, the words were too heavy to carry alone
So I painted them out on the wall.
**and honestly, some of these poems were from love notes I sent to my significant other.
And some were random thoughts while sipping tea.
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