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)
Somebody cared once
About a broken building, before it was rebuilt
Someone shared interest in a house
And so it felt… more like home
And so it goes on
Love exploding into Love
Rebuilding what Hate destroys
In an epic battle that I hope we don’t lose
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Poet, making sense of war, humanity, love and greed. Trying to find the magic in ordinary things.
I am Zee