I often loved the idea of sitting in a corner, folded like a | Pensive|

I often loved the idea
of sitting in a corner,
folded like a fatherless kid,
befriending the wrong spiders

then I learnt to love
my white fragrance,
quoted in black,
in a colorful wilderness,
lonely like an undiscovered tulip

but now,
I cage my unbridled emotions,
in words,
befriending assonance,
together hiding in metaphors,
holding quills like a father's thumb

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