The Desperate Cells Poem by J Sheba Anandhi
The Desperate Cells
Deep inside when nothing's fine
The desperate cells would whine,
From within figure out the cause,
Think of a way to make up for the loss,
Need not try too hard to come out,
It would suffice if the somber is put out.
Saturday, June 17, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: nothing,think,way
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