I write poetry
in the midst of solitude
of infinite miseries
I yearned to elude
words engraved
in a rose-kissed canvas
are fragments of hidden
memoir of the past.
Mar 14, 2020
Mar 14, 2020 at 2:17 AM UTC
I write poetry
in the midst of solitude
of infinite miseries
I yearned to elude
words engraved
in a rose-kissed canvas
are fragments of hidden
memoir of the past.
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