"Unsatisfied"
The mind is full of food,
The mind is a story of division,
The mind itself does not understand.
In this rainy season,
The city dwellers are like a group of fairies.
A little love mixed with a little life,
Life is back in control.
In the game of humans and inhuman,
Even the girl with mascara eyes,
has lost her innocent life!
Such is the love,
inside and outside,
the late afternoon light has not burned.
Where there is no love, no love,
there,
even in blue sarees and blue notes,
the black man is full of love,
surprisingly black!
I am so unsatisfied for you,
I want to get lost in some unknown place.
In that nest of my heart,
Even if it's just two or four sentences,
Let's talk in an unknown corner of our world.
When you come, I write fairy tales.
I take in the fragrance of the flower garden as I please.
There are many shortages in this magical city,
The nature of the people is spoiled by the shortage.
—Jr.Majah
July 11, 2024
11:54 PM
About the Creator
Jr. Majah
Jr. Majah is a dynamic story writer, blending urban street art with vivid prose. He is passionate about youth literacy, he hosts workshops and is crafting his first novel, set for release next year.
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