A list poem

Thoughts when I was little – Babies are the size of a peanut when they are born. Erasers are made up of cottage cheese or can be vice versa. Writing an exam with that lucky pen will get me good grades. The only thing that grows shorter is a pencil. Stars have the shape ofContinue reading “A list poem”

When tomorrow comes, I shall miss today.

It is only human to miss, to miss past memories, but the memories to come? I miss all those things I haven’t experienced in life yet, the memories to live yet. There is this feeling I have, keeping me at the edge for the things in store, hence I miss. I am waiting for lifeContinue reading “When tomorrow comes, I shall miss today.”

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