why can i solely create when im tired,
when i can't sleep.
my mind becomes wired.
the torns dig deep.
flowers need to be watered to bloom
my thoughts need to be bled on to reach the moon
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the human experience (original poetry collection)
Poetryhi, my name's hana and i sometimes escape into the world of poetry to let my feelings and ideas out & i wanted to share them with the world for people who can see themselves in my simple rhymes and maybe even find comfort.
the question of creativity
why can i solely create when im tired,
when i can't sleep.
my mind becomes wired.
the torns dig deep.
flowers need to be watered to bloom
my thoughts need to be bled on to reach the moon
