Poems 🌼

Stagnant

Moved a thousand miles but not a slightest in the mind Spoke a thousand times But conveyed no thought of mine Toiled a thousand hours But not for dreams that were mine Change is the law of nature Yet here I am still feeling stagnant

Bliss

Walking under the shining sun crunching over the dry leaves

Feel-or-do

Speak for yourself
Or speak for others Make for myself Or consume from others For I am not sure If to find happiness within me Or in the happiness of others

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