Paper Boats

Turn me in to a new page,
Write me a million words,
Scribble a thousand times,
Until you have the perfect line.

Fold me in to scars,
Build me onto an origami,
Bring me to life again,
Until I can’t withstand what’s mine.

Roll me of everything,
I will hold what’s yours,
Enslave me down priorities,
Until you feel it, I will be fine.

Light me up by the edges,
Burn your cold away,
Vanish me in to ashes and dust,
Until you get the light, I will shine.
I will for sure, be fine.

Feroz Mohamed

Feroz is an ardent reader who decided to write. Holds an associate in psychology on the side.

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