I feel the whether
Like I've felt it before.
Its smells
Like I know it from not so long ago.
Boosting my ego,
It felt sweet.
Like falling in a trance.
The sweet nothingness,
Fulfilling the heart.
To not put a jinx on it,
Dare I say it gladdens my heart.
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Random poems
PoetrySometimes, the only way we can truly express ourselves is by penning our emotions. When we need to be heard, but no one seems to listen. The only option is to write in hope that someday, someone truly worthy will listen and understand.
