It’s a dull moment

Hours spent at the gate

A slow-growing ache once you ate

Boredom and age one can not escape

Gloomy rivers never dance

A bitter scent can’t sing

Doors are closed once more

There you lay bored, hungry, and wiser by a quarter.

Published by Muni_Mar

Heloooow and mahadsanid(thank you) for visiting my blog. I'm Munimar(combo of my two names) I'm a mother of two darling boys, a Creative soul, lover of Coffee & Kindness. I am a survivor and it's my mission to inspire and encourage my fellow survivors. Say hi😊

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