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)
You scream out and they forget why
You awake and start to cry
-Oh this earth, I longed to view
Oh this earth, has room for but a few
And I was chosen
And after the choice
I was frozen
For hearing my new voice
So let me scream a moment or two
For soon I’ll forget what I came to do
Do you remember your purpose?
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Poet, making sense of war, humanity, love and greed. Trying to find the magic in ordinary things.
I am Zee