Mine, Musings, Poetry

WHO AM I?

A poet is too impatient for prose. He needs an expressway to his emotions. ~Terri Guillemets Writer’s block is a real thing, and I have become living proof of it. After these last couple of years, of having my mind…

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Mine

See You Soon

Craning her neck, desperately She tries to get another glimpse Of his swiftly retreating form Waves cheerily when he looks back   The brightly lit corridors and halls Fail to light up her dimmed soul Her sunshine is walking away…

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