Few of my million daily thoughts, stories, and poems survive the battles in my head and make it to this blog.
Help me give them a louder voice.
(All poems are written by me, you can call me Zee)
Man
Born screaming, he did not choose this.
Died screaming, he does not want it to end.
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Poet, making sense of war, humanity, love and greed. Trying to find the magic in ordinary things.
I am Zee
