Mimed…

Just a little…

Thoughts turned to Rhymes
I’ve been waiting all this time
For something
Which they say is undefineD….

No faces that I know
No hand to hold and go
To places
Where whispers start a smilE…

For I am no prince, no charmer
Nor a Knight in shining armour
And affection
Is a right of one that shineS…

I think of Jokes inside my head
And smile under blanket over my bed
For nobody else
Would love to see me finE…

– By PoetRoyyy

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