Hopelessly romantic
But she prefers quietness
More so a mochi
Hitherto she is found unimportant
Backseat by the window
Ordinary to appearance
Short hair ,long skirt
Peeps at the reversely sprinting landscape
She is a seeker
Looking for bluffs to have meaning
A brush may not be her tool
Yet she paints beautiful dreams
Alone not lonely
Even so in times she might want someone to share her orb with....
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Poems Of An Introvert //Poetry//
PoetryGone with the dawn Here my thoughts are layed upon Tales, hidden scares, also disguised happiness Crying out loud cries of souls quitely lying latent ..... Please show ur ❣and support....❤🤗 I'll be writing more cause , As quoted by Robert Frost, ...
