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)
Not much difference between you and I
Extended to the sky
Feeling the leaves falling
And our heads remain high
We’re not different, you and I
Our roots extended beyond our view
And we are judged by where we were planted
Not by what we do
We bare fruits that offend the palate of few
But oh they don’t know the healing that we can brew
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Poet, making sense of war, humanity, love and greed. Trying to find the magic in ordinary things.
I am Zee