• heathnithin 6w

    Roaming everywhere, heading nowhere
    I sit there in this place with darkened dandelions grown haphazardly,
    Then I start talking these conservations
    With almost ZERO words shed and ZERO decibel spread,
    Yet there are minimum 5 voices gushing with same decibel
    And u still sit there, looking at far infinity,
    Blue turning black,
    And then these voices sharpen,
    Yet still only one words chirp out of it