Poetry With Parizo
With my feelings rising like the moon ,
I'm on rhyming mode ,
my mind is jumbling ,
dancing to the beats that the POET Is inventing .
Eyes are open wide ,
with no inch of a blinking ,
like a hybrid scouting ,
one breath it all fades ,
this is Poetry in making .
Copyright © Paris Thulare | Year Posted 2020
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