People always ask,
but I've learned to wait.
I've even lied.
We live in a daydream,
while life runs on without us.
Who understands
where I'm stuck?
You can't reflect
a single word,
a single color,
revelation on a cloud.
Leave the page open.
I reserve the right
as long as I live.
15 hours ago
3 comments:
A perfect thought poem, elegant and the words contain and express the though with complete precision.
beautifuly said. good thinking line. keep this page open and white
Thank you, Mr. Fragments. Nice to greet you.
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