It is a reality, never a dream.

NaPoWriMo/GloPoWriMo 2020

A daily life filled with white walls,
Without any spark of excitement,
Nor relaxation,
Or even a drop of inspiration,

A day I couldn’t ignore,
Brightening, brimming, blinding,
Numb and numbing,
Smirking snobby walls,

Such day like the drying stream,
As I closed and opened my eyes,
The white walls stands,
It is a reality, never a dream.

Published by Ally L. Mare

A writer, poet, content writer and a cloud filled with ideas! View all posts by Ally L. Mare

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