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short poem

Deception

My thoughts
chock themselves
in fear of
being perceived,
More or less
I want the world
to stay deceived.
For they are
more than
just metaphor
and fancy words,
I am painting
Volcanoes
which are
barely heard.

~🧜‍♀

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By Kajal

Hello there, Kajal here! I started blogging in September, 2018. It was purely random as I needed a space to pour my heart and thoughts out. This place is like my safe heaven where I let my fingers and feelings run free to curate poems and to rant about things that are bothering my thoughts. My journey here has been bittersweet and wonderful at the same time. But because of all the love I receive here, I keep coming back to read and to write.You all have been great support and advicers to me and I'm really grateful. Your feedback, emails and comments keep the mermaid inside me going :)

38 replies on “Deception”

In veiling who we really are. who shall we blame for all our cloudy days alone?
Personally I pay little attention to volcanes anymore as I can do little to hush their unwanted explosiveness. So I’m attentive to the little reverberations ones feels long before the need of any ill eruption can do damage. Tending a garden more often tends to produce better yield. :-)

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