writing
late night poetry
someone far far away
is reading it
on my blog
and I
so many time zones apart
can
feel the connection
writing
late night poetry
someone far far away
is reading it
on my blog
and I
so many time zones apart
can
feel the connection
she was sixteen
bubbling with youth
and beauty
until
she looked into the mirror
and
realised
it was all in her mind
and
youth had left her
years ago
ah this life
the changing seasons
a miracle
look within
there lies your happiness
nowhere else
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https://dailypost.wordpress.com/prompts/shiver/
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with a smile on his lips
and a shiver down his spine
the clown faced his fears
https://dailypost.wordpress.com/photo-challenges/partners/
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https://dailypost.wordpress.com/prompts/struggle/
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http://chevrefeuillescarpediem.blogspot.in/2016/05/carpe-diem-theme-week-4-7-latifa-prayer.html
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