Days you spent longing for the love,
isn't life wasted,
until the days turn into weeks, into life,
Your weakness shines.
when you recognize it,
your life claims you.
when you claim the parts of you, the pieces of you.
YOU ARE READING
The poem of Crito
PoetryThe pursuit of wisdom, The journey of words, You are the lost poet. You look for in this generation, lost words, loss of the critique of life.
