And to spit your thoughts...
I will pick some glittering gems;
From your spittle,
To garnish my wall.
I can leave your wit,
In your spit!
As I can't resolve its meaning.
Reshma L R✍️For more insights 🧐"mynewblogspotrk.blogspot.com" & Poetry collections : "Unstrung Notes", "Elysian Florets", "Wonder Meal", "Ormakal"
They said — “Be quiet, be sweet, obey.” But my heart was not made to decay. They said — “Customs are truth, don’t ask why.” But I saw logic ...
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