Shelf of Nobodies

A shelf of nobodies Covered in dust Gold engraved Leather jackets Covered in timeless Lifeless chores Waiting To be opened And flipped Revealing Yellowed ageing Paper Dried ink Tear smeared Blood gashed Raw wounds Of words ... unsaid ... hidden ... trampled ... silenced. - Vibha


Write me down!

Writing is what inspires me to live, Or living is what inspires to write. I know not how the pen became my life, But I write to survive. Some time alone is mine to read, Or scribble a little on the blank sheet, Mornings are my time to breathe, I write before I cook & …

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