a stain on paper


feeling pleasure of sadness

being a poet is madness

smiling at all the rhythms

rhyming with words so trifle

oh what a freak she is 

singing at a funeral

yeah you can call me that 

i often forget to reason


  • Author: amepiesces (Offline Offline)
  • Published: December 2nd, 2022 13:12
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  • Aradhya

    omg, this is soo relatable!!!
    'feeling pleasure of sadness' ... this is just me! and the intense feelings are quite the madness believe me, and the final line
    'I often forget to reason'... this sealed the deal for me! absolutely loved this!

    • amepiesces

      i am glad you liked it..thankyou for your kind words

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