Saw the letter you wrote, On a post-it note, Addressed to me, "Just a sip of coffee can make you feel free, Spitting truths from our bitter tongues, The epitome of what we need." But, I'm sorry sir, See, I must disagree, Voices may be loud - but we need action, The worlds problems cannot… Continue reading A Matter of Urgency
Staircases stumbling... Down... Hungry minds tend to drown, Then when I look outside, And all seems fine, My staircase becomes a spiral, A worn out spine, which... struggles... Struggles to bind the pages in place, Endless race, Who will react first? My mind? My face? When hurt, Defences up in a defenceless state, Of mind,… Continue reading Down.