A random reflection
Decided to randomly write something whilst taking a bath
I have come to love lonly sensation
The freedom of chains self imposed
slamming shut feeling of such frustration
A hanger door finally closed
About the Creator
Some Guy
I kinda suck at writing but I enjoy it
Anyway, here's a dumb little haiku:
The gunslinger draws
His opponent does the same
oh dear, they both died
Christmas Tree
Christmas tree curbside done with living room season waiting for trash truck. I don't even put a Christmas tree in the living room. But when I see the trees on the curb, near the trash bin, waiting for pickup, it makes me sad. Maybe I see a metaphor in it, the way it is discarded when the season is over.
By Seema Patel6 days ago in Poets
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