Poems from Peter bakers

I write
The sun is coming for us all! For we have corrupted it's light, We have brought with us, values of 'the night' Into the blissful world of...
I was a cactus plant, Waiting restively for my blossoming days. Some say I am the prickly peer(pear), with thorns that may cut through you...
Heads up, shoulders high, we war against fate that defines our very existence. We stick to the ammunition in our voices as we march on...
My friend, Look where I have landed myself. I spent my years craving the silence, a chance to be away from myself, a pause from the reality...
These are the days of Jalebi, the widow, who has to wake and see others go to the meadow. Her dreams and heart desires put on hold, and who...

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