Words can be so incredibly beautiful. When strung together, they can make you weak in the knee, make you hold your heart and let out a sigh. They can transport you to a world that your heart truly belongs to.
Over a period of time I have read some amazing verses and poetry, written with such perfection that I like an addict I keep going back to them.
Till China and Africa meet,
And the river jumps over the mountain
And the salmon sing in the street,
Is folded and hung up to dry
And the seven stars go squawking
Like geese about the sky.
Sharing with you 5 of my recently written short poems, when I made the best use of my hour long train travel.
Are you an old soul too?
When travel becomes a cure for the broken hearted.
The kind of sadness that’s tough to express!
And this one is for everyone who receive smileys and one word replies 😅
Hope you liked reading them.
PS: I have no idea why I write poems that are downright sad 😋
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