miracles are surely never
going to get into my mind.
they always happen when
i have the least expectations.
meeting you was a miracle
loving you was a greater one.
today, a slow sleepy morning
but my metal-heavy eyelids
fluttered open like a butterfly
which led to another miracle
called eye contact and that -
oh boy, that made me believe
in miracles all over again...
— SweetSimu.
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EUNOIA
Poetry❝ we are all just stars that have people names. ❞ - Nikita Gill. EUNOIA - beautiful thinking, a well mind. [a collection of all of my imperfect, unedited, messy poems. some are not even poems. majority of these don't rhyme. some don't even make sens...
