My heart is a building/memories blow/like the wind/Seekers shall findhome in my bones/My skin shall alwaysrelive the moments here/even if I go blind/ I draw hearts/on the glass/that shelters dew drops/for love is all I know/And to embrace the pain/is no weakness/For You shall grow/only when You know/ In the hallways/wander hearts/romanticising pain/In the name… Continue reading My Poems
Proud on shallow connections, You thrive to earn, All this fake affection, Can’t be a good turn. You ask me to fly, But I don’t want wings, My aim is already high, I don’t need your things. Your energy revolves around the greed, My strength floats within trees. Stop suggesting me to read, I don’t… Continue reading Poetry on my skin.