Peacock

He was starving to death He realised late Ignored to invisibility His new best friend, Paranoia In his ears Loneliness…
Poetry

He was starving to death

He realised late

Ignored to invisibility

His new best friend, Paranoia

In his ears

Loneliness ever cooing comfort

So, the first time he had a thousand likes

Two thousand hearts

Three hundred retweets

He fainted and passed on

And on his grave they wrote

 

"Here lies him who was killed by love"‎

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<b><i>Jig-saw of complete thoughts. Sea of emotions, each tidal wave; spewing form. In this world of haves and have nuts, I chose the latter.</i></b>

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