When Words Fall Short ...A Chapter by Dr. YumnaKayRamblings of A Tired Mind.Am I in love, they ask me, as poems upon poems spill themselves down the page and I smile 'cause I know not still, the idea of cliched love infused in my poems... Am I in love, they ask me; my words speak for themselves, for I am in love, with the idea of my being and of yours, but words fall short to describe my depth of it... and I am in love with the idea of (self) destruction and of everyone else around me ... If love is an abyss, then I am my own havoc.
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5 Reviews Added on December 19, 2018 Last Updated on December 25, 2018 AuthorDr. YumnaKayGlasgow, Scotland, United KingdomAbout|Dentist| |Poet| |Writer| |Realist| |Enthusiast| |Eccentric| |Egocentric| |Anti-social| |INTJ| |Cancerian| more..Writing
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