Poems from kchinnu124
A summer's day is brightest of all
All the flowers have already bloomed
And the birds of paradise call
The storms of the past that loomed...
When I walk down the street
I deserve to be seen
Not as an object or positioned at the feet
From unruly people whose thoughts are obscene...
The future seems far away yet linger like a looming cloud
The goblins of adulthood cackle with their ugly yellow teeth
Awaiting your lapse...