Poetry: My Favourite Flower

My Favourite Flower \ The Rose. Not Anymore\ Although it was\ The Withered Petals in my journal/were reminders of the inheritance of my loss\ of broken promises and the heartbreak I endured\ While I was stuck in a cycle of moving on\ Constantly consoled\ The loss has been yours\ Sunflowers became my new favourite flower\ Embracing the light\yet mourning in […]

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Poetry : Her Adventures.

Poetry: Her Adventures | Journal

Her mind keeps wandering to places. Sometimes it’s the hills / Sometimes it’s the beach. Sometimes it’s the fast moving clouds of the sky that amuse her/ and other times it’s the shells that still have the sound of ocean living inside. Her mind keeps wandering to places. Sometimes it’s the dark alley on a no moon night/ and sometimes […]

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