Peace
I felt love,
I felt happiness,
And I felt beautiful.
I felt pains,
I felt jealousy,
And I felt rejections.
Depending on the mood and whims of the wind,
I flew like a dust,
And now I land in your feet seeking for peace.
~The End~
An Experimental attempt to put thoughts in writing by Monica Ingudam.
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