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)
Slowly comes Then all at once Words run through my brain As I lay in bed to rest my head The whole world screams Advertisements
There is music in my head Ringing old words I have never read Voices that say…
We were pieces Broken apart…
I remember when I was maybe eleven.I had to wake up as early as seven, rush to the neighborhood baker. He made our street smelled like heaven. The fresh bread gives me warmth on my morning walk. And a lady sitting in the street, selling something to eat. Breakfast routine that I love to remember.…
Among the nothingness I stand Not a woman, not a man Unidentifiable, as their definitions stand
Do you feel it? The changing wind
They led me behind a broken barn They showed me all the things they have done Creatures that looked like smoke