A poem in quarantine
What has become of this world? Even the simplest thing, the most genuine blooming emotion has become a pretense. – SMILE It was difficult to judge the fake people in your life. Now people have no idea about the smile either! Is it real or just a pretentious curve?! Nobody is ready to accept…
What is black to you?
Let’s go green! Here’s a little poem as well, because poetry is what I live for. What does green mean to you? Please share 🙂