If I sink through you my roots,
And I seek to grow through you.
When your soul is what I seek,
How could you still nourish me?When I treat you like I do,
Sometimes I may be hurtful too.
Still, my side you'd never leave,
Why would you not punish me?Could you, in these gardens bloom,
Where I sow indifference & gloom?
When I plant the seeds of nothing,
How can you even flourish still?Atleast after all this, it's comforting,
To I wish that only I was hurting.
I'm as shallow as the iridescent pools,
That seep from your eyes like jewels.
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Eleventh Hour Blues- Poems, Quotes And More
PoetryHere you will find aphorisms, poems, quotes and flash fiction presented from my heart to yours. This journal is filled with short and sweet reads for your daily commute, study breaks or whenever you desire. I hope you enjoy reading this as much as I...