Collection of Poetry by Atlanta in Spring

Baby Steps

I learned that walking in life is difficult

Once I though it was meaningless altogether 

Living not for oneself... 

Feels like a living hell... 

Then, I came to realise... 

I can try to walk in baby steps... 

One by one... 

Trying to reach the destination that I want... 

A destination called us...

Putting one and one together...

Become two... 

Become us...

Steps called baby steps... 

Is one needed the most... 

To become us in the end... 

To become you and I... 

To say goodbye to loneliness... 

To embrace togetherness... 

To embrace you... 

To accept you... 

To fully and wholly love you... 

For once and forever...