The world has taught me bad things
Like how to follow history
When the answer was inside
And never was a mystery
The world is like a tipper truck
That spills its garbage at your feet
And obliges you to recycle
The paper, cans and rotten meat
But you will search till doomsday
And never find yourself there
And until a lover digs you out
You will end up buried there
Writing, Poetry, Short Stories, Reviews, Art Contests
not even trying to make sense of it
Edebiyat
Write what you feel, coz it doesn't make you fear
A poetry site. (If you like this post please click, "Follow," on the right menu.)
thinking through music
Animal conservation should be a global religion.
Sharing words of Support, Motivation and Compassion
Connect your nature with the planet’s
The Travelosopher's Home
Emotional musings
Walking in Nature Works!
Arduino | NodeMCU | RaspberryPi
