As I open, the doors creak
No sun, playing hide and seek
Snow and cold at its peak
Wishing warmth would leak
And sunlight would sneak
In the cold, shiver on my cheek
In this chill, my soul weak
In solitude, I speak
Dreaming of the summertime streak.
Heart and soul begin to tweak
The summer rain is gentle and meek
While the pavement shines sleek.
Welcome to a place where I pace in my pen to find comfort in clarity. Here, we travel through a poetic maze that captures the essence of joy, sorrow, and everything in between. It’s a safe space to be vulnerable together, where each verse guides us through the labyrinth of emotions and self-discovery.
Saturday, 17 August 2024
WINTER'S WISH
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