I sat alone, lost in thought,
As winter's breeze played with my hair.
I watched the world go on its way,
Each person busy, unaware.
A focused face, a burst of joy,
A spark when someone feels they're seen.
In their small moments, I found peace,
In every look, in every scene.
Then I saw him in the crowd,
Dusky skin, his black eyes bright-
Fixed on a woman, straight-haired, still,
Her glasses catching the soft light.
He looked at her like she was gold,
Like every part of her was love.
And in that second, I knew why
I sit and watch, just still enough.
For in these faces, I find truth,
In every glance, in every sign.
The beauty of life, of quiet love,
Is why I watch and take my time.
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PS: I know I haven't updated any new parts in almost a month, even though I've been updating 'trapped in my own head' quite often. It's just that I haven't been finding any inspiration or ideas to write about. I hope you understand <3
If there's anything you want me to write about, do let me know in the comments!
Do check out my other stories- 'trapped in my own head' and 'Anatomy of Emotions'
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Poems about Love
PoesieContains only poems. As the title says, the poems are about love- love that makes you happy, love that makes you feel complete, love that hurts, love that makes your heart ache, and love that's unconditional. It contains letters, his povs, and just...
