Silent backwaters,
far away from humanness—
stench of plastic waste.
Peace
Tag: poetry
Why
We’d do anything
for the world to hear and love
stories of our life
Content
To be so tiny
ego-free naturally
flower privilege
Rise
As fireball sinks—
an ocean of cloud aglow,
the coolant rises
Remarkable
Keen to leave a mark,
we chip away at wholeness—
our world falls apart
The Chaos Within 