Words my lips couldn't give a form
and my voice couldn't give a tone.
Words that were kept inside my mind
are written on lose papers.
On lose papers that get ripped and burnt
once the last words thought
were given a form.
Words that again
wanted to be heard and listened to
are kept inside and locked away
from the judging minds of the so called humans.
Of the so called humans
that are out of their mind
but also lost beneath their own kind.
~ unbelfiore_
YOU ARE READING
I decided to write, what I kept inside
PoetryI might be a quiet person but trust me when I say that I have the loudest mind. A mind that carries the deepest and sometimes even the saddest thoughts. Dive in with me in the beginning of my dream. Dive in with me and accompany me on my first ste...
