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)
I’ve been cursed since birth
Of knowing the truth
I see a smile and it makes me ache
Why did she have to hide her pain?
Why does he have to change his name?
They thought, they shouldn’t make others uncomfortable
Of the lake of comfort they are feeling at this moment
So they curse me with their curse
And I am uncomfortable with their uncomfortable smiles
Poet, making sense of war, humanity, love and greed. Trying to find the magic in ordinary things.
I am Zee