I feel bare to the bone
Like the day I was born
The coldness of Amihan
Makes me wanna go home
I am alone
Walking passed the plaza
Many people are there
Hopefully nobody is looking for me
I see the bubbles
Blew by the children of tomorrows
I see the stars on the trees
Their lights are meant to be
Luna and Venus
Brightest of them all
Makes you think that love will fall
On the bridge with new vintage lampposts
YOU ARE READING
THE CLOUDWALKER
Poesía𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐂𝐋𝐎𝐔𝐃𝐖𝐀𝐋𝐊𝐄𝐑 (𝗘𝗫𝗣𝗟𝗜𝗖𝗜𝗧) - Living in my own words is better than to suffer your world. "THE CLOUDWALKER" is a collection of poems about the feeling of not belonging to the world, feeling of being trapped in the past, presen...
