I am weak,
Like the force of gravity,
Attraction is now sick,
Invisible repulsion makes me weak..
I am weak , but I am cavernous,
I can help human like evenness,
But I am left with nothing,
At the ultimate end and with something..
I can feel I am a pushover,
Like the stars down in the day,
I can shine only in dark,
But in the morning I can't say..
I am flourishing like crops down,
Those fields of greenery,
But locusts are the living creatures,
Which shaves out my story....
- By the Unknown Boy 💔
- Date : 20 th August
