All the pain piles up inside
So this gravity pulls me faster
And I fall harder.
I still see you in my dreams
You come just like the spring.
Everything seems perfect and warm
But then it's still a dream.
—Laxmi Bhargavi Golla
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SEASHELLS [short poems]
PoetryIf the Beach is what represents my Life, then I would name the ocean as my Feelings and the seashells as my Poems.
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