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)
She found the key!
But forgot to which door…
“I HAVE THE KEY!” She screamed, “Don’t know what for.”
Gate after gate… trying to unlock a riddle.
She tried to escape but she’s stuck in the middle
of a man-made cage
Poet, making sense of war, humanity, love and greed. Trying to find the magic in ordinary things.
I am Zee