I thought I would write more. Basically, I’d have more free time for the creative juices to flow. And boy, was I wrong? I hope in the coming months, I get better with time management and can write more. I wrote these and some proses in the month of June.
I stretch my fingers, But mind says 'No'; Voice of my loved ones, Trails me as an echo. Persuading my heart, To sway away from phone; Keep it down, You live in a different time zone. Different time zone, I fumble in my thoughts. Morning, noon and night; I am out of sorts. It's perfect here, Too perfect for me, Like dead flowers adorned as a potpourri. Drowning in the timeline, Submerging in seven vast oceans. No distance in the world, Can cause this massive erosion. A part of me, my soul, Never left my house courtyard. If ever you want to collect me, my pieces, You know where to start.
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