A mediocre
You're enjoying I'm creating Neither hundred percent Nor the hundredth of whole Only like a mediocre of You and me. As long as I'm writing My poem bridges the gap Even though a single Atom of us.
My inside pain
PIC CREDIT: @Gel Poetry Garden
The beauty of nature
Erupts whole the magma
Of extinct volcano
As pain
Inside me
To heal genuinely.
It balms gently
And kisses
On every inside blisters
To make feel blossom.
The tall trees
Covered with snow
And green mountain
Makes me feel happy
And free of worries
Like a baby in cradle.
I'm not alone in my home
Because
It all
Heals me on every breath.
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