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)
poems, stories, writings
I’m just a reflection of the thing possessing me Of a soul entrapped in a tower without a key Forgive it, it has forgotten what was and where it used to be A god reduced to a human Falling by choice just to see The happiness after the sadness And the naivety of thinking it’s…
She reveals pieces of herself, every now and then On reflective surfaces when light is not too dim Sun shines through the shattered window…
You seem so sure That there’s nothing you can do That the stars’ position Tell you visions that are true You seem so sure of how unsure our future is Of how we’ll fight in a war that no one wins And although we know We still try Oh history why Why do you keep…