Just Poetry

Days like these seem to pass with ease. Plenty of beauty to see, but the pain is what sets us free. Time likes to stand still, like our frozen lives in our favorite selfie still. Precious moments; we all hit or miss. This is nothing but, a foul jab with bliss. Wait till life knocks... Continue Reading →

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