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)
My madness
Without a passport I travel
To lands of my own
To a world that does not require
A paper or a big loan
But you must bring a bit of madness
And love for fingers covered in paint
Hair so messy
And people who can appreciate
The madness within
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Poet, making sense of war, humanity, love and greed. Trying to find the magic in ordinary things.
I am Zee
