Saturday, November 28, 2020

Shut Door

When a verse takes birth~
in my imagination~
I know it very well~
that no one will call my name~
the way I scratch my soul.

And I also know that~
I wrote this verse~
to seek you from eternity. 

What wrenches my heart~
is that I'm sure~
I won't get an answer.

#MYcropoetry

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