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)
I had wandered far And after all I found you The thing that was never missing The thing I refused to see The missing piece was just me . . Image Credit HERE Advertisements
He left little pieces behind God A seed that grew from inside And the tree (You and me) Forgot The wider view
She cries about the things She’s yet to obtain But she forgets the things Her life contains Possessions left untouched . . Image credit HERE
Brother my chains are heavy Sister, give them to me
He said he hated himself Then he realized The self he hates And the self doing the hating Are separate entities So he killed what he hated Whilst living … Inspired by Eckhart Tolle
Tomorrow comes Disguised as Today And so I never know when to start What I promised Tomorrow
The story did not have a beginning For it was always a continuation Of another’s end