I just saw the leaves move,
I just heard the birds chirp,
I just felt the breeze flow by,
Even though extremely soft
That a person may even feel like it never passed by at all,
But as a seer, an observer, a noticer of even the slightest of details,
I did, I felt it, I saw it, I heard it,
But I didn't feel it in my bones,
I didn't feel it in my soul,
I didn't notice it the way I should have,
I don't know what's going on and what's not,
So, it's more like, it is what it is!
YOU ARE READING
For Instagram
PoesiaOkay, so, I upload reels on Instagram and I'm thinking of changing the tempo of my account and for that, I'd be writing on Wattpad and then upload my original works on Instagram.