Sometimes I could write volumes and then other times I can't write a thing...
so today I can't write a thing.
Random Poetry
parallel universe; life exists
through the looking glass I peek
so happy am I smiling
reaching to hug the life I have
children, marriage, happiness
(wow I had no idea)
Sunny skies azure dreams
while rain soaks my shoulders
grey reality
wiping the glass it fogs up as I breathe
still reminders of life presently
grey.
©SKW
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Nyuck, nyuck, nyuck.
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