lies flow from your roots
bitter sweet
i feed on the fruit grown
lies flow from your roots
bitter sweet
i feed on the fruit grown
i made a home out of you
and in these walls I found
that there is not enough room
for all of me
but I am so lost in you
I tried to measure happy
in numbers
like a recipe
that no matter how closely
I followed
I could never quite get it right
I always tell people that I’m sensitive to their vibes / I can feel the good, the bad, and even the empty / Like static wires as water drips / I lick my finger and flick the switch.
– I feel you
Thoughts-poetry on life, nature and spiritual
All that she never said out loud !
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Poetry by Dr. Abhinav Majumder
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