For me. For you. For us.
It came without warning,
Crushed inside and took a defensive stance.
It was kind of cute, almost adoring,
Unfortunately, it also made little sense.
The war was raging for aeons,
I was losing, took upper hand and lost again.
And now I see no reasons
For green not to be what I love till the end.
we wrote and forged through the life of love and loss...
Motherhood and Addiction
A writer with no name 👽
writer, reader, naturelover, conservationist
I am a cocktail mixed of Fire & Ice. I can be an angel & become a devil next moment, But trust me if you are good to me u will see my wings.
Adorn the Traditional
my sweet escape
Let me tell you about pain some day,
And you can maybe tell me how to live with it.
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I don’t claim to have any recipes…but someday let’s talk.
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Your poetry already speaks to me, and apparently lots of others. Thanks.
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You’re welcome 🙂
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