Sometimes I wonder what is it like to not feel something. ~S.H.~
Tag: Poem
I kept it silent Like the howling wind in a barren, Land. Where soulless city thrives, Filled with dust and sand. The rats ran swift, With clicking sounds That…
And maybe I miss, The warmth of the sun. And the shining darkness, Of the very night. Because all of these. Motivates, me. And made me smile. And laugh, and…
They told me to write. About that one thing I couldn’t write. Because I’ve lost it. And there’s no way to put it right. ~S.H.~