poetry is my language to the world or may be to myself.
Organizing my thoughts in verses is almost like a meditation, helping me to reflect upon life.
They may be memories, may be thoughts, may be a vision, may be dreams, may be opinions, may even be worries, or some thing that I cant define.
All in the form of poems.
Saturday, 15 August 2020
Should I?
Should I not?
Should I?
Should I not?
In between my life oscillates.
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