IN A BIG CITY,, IT IS LIKE AN OCEAN, ITS HARDER TO SEE AND PERCEIVE THINGS TOO CLEARLY, LIKE WETHER YOU ARE HANDSOME' OR BEAUTIFULL.
PERSPECTIVES CHANGE RAPIDLY PEOPLE LOOK DIFFERENT' LIKE A FOGGY DAY
MORE LIKE FISH CLEAR DAYS' MORE GEOMETRIC PERFECT' LIKE NOSES.
SOMEONE ONCE SAID TO ME INA CAFE CAN YOU SEE YOUR FACE TO ME THAT WOULD
BE MOSTLY IMPOSSIBLE.
Oct 27, 2022
OCEAN OF HUMANITY
About This Poem
Last Few Words: I HOPE PEOPLE FEEL PERCEIVE THIS ALLTHOUGH IT COULD BE WRONG
Style/Type: Free verse
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Editing Stage: Editing - rough draft
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