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 found the magic
Underneath a rock
I found the pieces
The big bang had left
Scattered in my hair
And I knew then
I was as old as this universe
And as young as I liked to believe I was
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Poet, making sense of war, humanity, love and greed. Trying to find the magic in ordinary things.
I am Zee