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Listen
Listen to me,
I know what you’re thinking,
“Great another poem,
Are we done yet?”
But listen to me.
You have a voice,
Right?
Well, use it.
Because unlike you,
Some don't.
But listen to me,
I don't know what you’re going through
And I can't tell your story,
Only you can.
So listen to me.
I want you to look around.
You are in a room with...
Friday 30th September 2016 8:18 pm
A vintage story
Well, it’s been a sorted mess
At times in the limelight;
In dark at the backstage
Bound to happen I guess
In a relationship so vintage
Quest started by following
Stars on a cloudless night
Someone made a dreary device
Traced rains on one fine evening
Then observed next day’s bright
Finicky and Frantic, wasn’t he?
Sleepless night owl so deadly
I be...
Wednesday 25th May 2016 6:26 pm
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