Loving Myself Poem by Raniyal Niyada
Loving Myself
Sitting alone on the stairs
not lonliness, not emptiness
but merely loving me...
The whispers of the breeze
Soft, melodious, melancholic,
swirls around me
Chills out the heat of the day
morning it is and such a beauty
the claws of evil fell off
the weathering faces
one by one they all fade
Alone is how i sit
not lonliness, not emptiness
but merely loving me...
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