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)
Oh beautiful thing
Why do you hide out of sight
Oh beautiful butterfly
Why do you take flight
Gone too fast
Sweet moments don’t seem to last
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Poet, making sense of war, humanity, love and greed. Trying to find the magic in ordinary things.
I am Zee