MY LOST RIB
My heart chinks as my eyes blink
I wonder if I could see the twinkling Stars
Without being turbulent or wavering
My soul craves for absolutism as my ribs insert a boundary
I have lost my ribs forever
But the word 'never'
Still rings in my head
Waiting for me to be optimistic
To find my lost ribs
© Princess Uwaje
I wonder if I could see the twinkling Stars
Without being turbulent or wavering
My soul craves for absolutism as my ribs insert a boundary
I have lost my ribs forever
But the word 'never'
Still rings in my head
Waiting for me to be optimistic
To find my lost ribs
© Princess Uwaje