Nafis Light

Living Side – Poet’s Reflection 11

Where?
Where am I?
What year is it...and what day?
Why?

 

Sometimes I suddenly ask myself that
but I don’t have any actual memory issue,
It’s just that I suddenly felt different or became different
but nothing to do with being blue.

 

It is refreshing at times
but those who don’t get it
would say illogical stuff
because they never got that kind of hit.

 

Here, it is constant
because I reaffirm
my identity...yes,
Joker...Joker Green...I CONFIRM.

 

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Bright Blessings,
Joker Green