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)
Did you ? Find your way through the jungle’s mist The fog rupturing the soul you called your own…
I know this is a Black and White battle And Brown is not in between Maybe it is a color that your lens has not seen But imagine for a moment or two That it was you Imagine being born to such a bad circumstance That being caught in a boarder provides a better…
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
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
The story did not have a beginning For it was always a continuation Of another’s end
The rumbling of the house Soon after the explosion I turn the radio up And push it closer to her head She needs it more than I do But as the radio dies I can hear their cries And I wonder What did a 13 year old do To deserve this?
Could you be lost In a world where GPS is a click away? Could you wander, with no destination as where to stay? A tent full of wonderful things Light enough to carry Enough to be all you need to worry about Can I be lost with you? I’m in need To wander at your…