My Words are Honey

Protected by bees

Jk Mansi
Jk Mansi
Nov 2 · 1 min read

From the heated cauldron of my mind
they come pouring out like liquid
glass, to be slowly cooled into shapes
acceptable/presentable/beautiful,
too delicate to change lest they shatter.

From the sweltering cauldron of my mind
they are poured deliberately liquid
steel, cooled…

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Jk Mansi

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Jk Mansi

To know where you're going find out where you've been. Not here for the fame game. I read. I write. I’m grateful.

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