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)
A bare foot on a snow day
I want to feel this life I was given
Rain washing me away
I don’t run
I stand still as I see it coming
I see them run
Rushing to avoid life
Hurrying to graves too expensive to buy
When did digging in dirt become a luxury?
Or carry me into the ocean
Set me free!
I will remember rain drops on my face
Cold snow days
Earth I touched — Earth that touched me
Slow your journey
And don’t be in a rush to hurry
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Poet, making sense of war, humanity, love and greed. Trying to find the magic in ordinary things.
I am Zee