They Are there
It’s all about my dear thoughts that I scribble down
Published in
Dec 14, 2023
On every new day, like a Sunshine
Graceful and breezy, as a dream
Hushed or pretentious, they exist in me
Reveals itself, persuades my pen
I receive genuinely, secure their places
I am honored, I am blessed, I retreat
I host them forever, I stumble, I repeat
With figures to fit them in, I research
But they stay stubborn, stealing my time
Still raw…
