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 have traveled far, escaped a war, and made a new life
The words in my head need to be said… or at least written down somewhere
I find comfort in colored pens and blank papers
If you’re reading this, I thank you for your curiosity
Lets’ inspire each other
Poet, making sense of war, humanity, love and greed. Trying to find the magic in ordinary things.
I am Zee