Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Feb 2022
Tables do turn, amongst the bridges
you and I burn;
Just wasted food for thought, and no
place for us to go.
Odd Odyssey Poet
Written by
Odd Odyssey Poet  25/M/Zimbabwe
(25/M/Zimbabwe)   
60
   ---
Please log in to view and add comments on poems