A Poem-2: I Invented Black
Published in
Jul 19, 2021
I was born into an unknown realm,
I looked deep into the red,
Liars, crooks, rogues,
I became friends with them.
I’m tired of breathing,
I have breathed in the deepest of pain,
As a single leaf on the branch,
I was embarrassed and started to cry.
Today, I saw mold in my heart,
I’m dipped in ink in my heart,
I scribbled the gaze,
I invented black.
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