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)
Moments| Short Poem
How can the end just begin
When I was just promised a tomorrow
That day that never comes
I spend my nights begging to borrow
Another minute or two
With people much like you
People who care
About little moments like these
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Poet, making sense of war, humanity, love and greed. Trying to find the magic in ordinary things.
I am Zee
