9 september 2023
At The Beginning
A dewdrop climbs
a cloud to inspect the
Broca's area and tears.
My speech was
fragmented, picking the
wrong words to convey―
the pith.
Weary thoughts tremble.
You won't be near me, when
the jungle burns.
A war always
looms large, between the sky
and caged birds.
I don't want to break.
Venus flytrap,
becomes my home, I need
to sit at the edge
till sun sets.
30 september 2023
Satish Verma
30 september 2023
Jack Strange
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Satish Verma
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Jaga
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Satish Verma
26 september 2023
wiesiek
26 september 2023
Satish Verma
25 september 2023
wiesiek
25 september 2023
Eva T.