And now for

And now for

A Poem by andrew mitchell

In the spectrum
of colours
black and white
didn’t turn up.
I was warned
don’t go there!
But where is there exactly?
I can see chaos
but I can’t feel calm.
How many forgets
are there in forgetfulness?
Seems a lot!
Who put the end in send?
Finally!

© 2023 andrew mitchell


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Send me an angel! End all wars. Your freedom ends where my nose begins.
Of your kingdom, it has no end.
Man! You inspired me.

Posted 1 Year Ago


andrew mitchell

1 Year Ago

You are so kind Sami, I didn’t expect to get a review lol. Many thanks for gracing my page.
Sami Khalil

1 Year Ago

Hehehe. You are always welcome.

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andrew mitchell
andrew mitchell

adelaide, Australia



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