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 am the universe disguised as a human
I am the seed turning into a tree
I am the stars that you can not fathom
I am the idea you refused to believe
I am potential waiting to happen
And all things that proceed
I am your mother and your children
I am everything you see
Poet, making sense of war, humanity, love and greed. Trying to find the magic in ordinary things.
I am Zee