An unawaken beauty,
I do not wish to harm
Selfless, caring and an existence so hearty
Innocent emotions if only to never lose one's charm
Once above the moon, he may bloom
Hopefully he may find it as he roam
But the world may not love this lovely gloom
My words of doom await for him to feel home.
-Minha Mehrin
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Dulcet
PoetryI see a star I see nothing more I felt a nudge I felt no pain Was it hate? Was it love? Or something in between? A mystery I assume A history they strive to forget A sultry heart all left alone. ________ A collection of poem I write to find what I...
