Another tale for those keen to hear
Silence lest mumble, the rain of unknown warriors
To behold upon the reign of those unseen
To flourish under the paths of one’s lose
Utter neglect as it spoke wonders
Down to digest the beautiful rotten truth.
- 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...
