I always recommend happy and free laughing as in


Oceans do not lie

they simply wave on the fly

mine was a small pond

in the backyard of my life

of sprinkles of happiness

so petty not on overflow

it suffered the blight

of your sight

now it is dry

as in a drought

I strongly fought

your jealousy and comparison

but what killed me

was your group treason !


What do you think?

Written by Glower4

Glower is a writer cum poet who is a commoner endowed with uncanny gift of extreme and deep abstract thought resulting in astonishing written word.

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