Lost in abeyance, the sound of river flowing outside my window. Its sight ever so picturesque, leisurely taking its time to wonder through my mind.
The adulation imminently shouldering my problems, validating my own existence. Its ambience calming my ambiguous thoughts.
My reverie disturbed by the whistling sound of my kettle, indicating that it's nearly finished, its white smoke swiftly evanescing in the air. It was fun while it lasted.
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My Collective Writings
PoetryThis is merely a collection of my thoughts and emotions throughout my existence. It consist of various topics such as friendship, hatred, corruption and adulation. I already have a vast collection of poems and writings settled in my notes app but I...
