The insanity circling inside,
Spirals moving around it's axises,
Going in or coming out.
The shake of the ground,
The tipsiness without a device,
Flow like the earth must be rotating,
And I am feeling it.
I swerve like my ground is fidgeting,
When my eyes close the aperture,
To the shaky imagined world,
My head plays a lyrics,
To which my body moves.
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This poem is written for people who have a vertigo issue. I hope you get better soon. :)
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ACHES [Wattys Winner 2015]
PoetryAin't we drowning but still floating in our complexities of love and hatred, happiness and sorrow & life and the journey. Short stories and poetry about true living i.e living through an ache and coming out of it. Want to meet my words in versatile...
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