Ours
I get to write
If I don’t feel bad about it
It’s very enjoyable
And sit on a moss banked river
Canopied green
Scraped by ever flowing
Water falling down mountains
It’s ours, it’s no one else’s
No one else has a choice
It’s ours.
I get to write
If I don’t feel bad about it
It’s very enjoyable
And sit on a moss banked river
Canopied green
Scraped by ever flowing
Water falling down mountains
It’s ours, it’s no one else’s
No one else has a choice
It’s ours.
Seeking Solace in the Horizon & Beyond
Wellness • Poetry • Life
Creative Nonfiction & Poetry
Rhymes and Reasons
True wealth is the wealth of the soul
Poetry by Dr. Abhinav Majumder
I hope that someone sees this page and decides not to give up.
Reflection
Climbing, Outdoors, Life!
Listen to your inner self..it has all the answers..
Because we’re all recovering from something.
Smidgens
Blogging about Culture, Equity, and the Arts since 2013
Critical Dharma for Thinking Minds /Milk Tea Alliance
by Yashasvi Shailly
Musings and books from a grunty overthinker
Seeking Truth
Happily Ever After
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