Shadows of the Night
Mindless thoughts
Fill my mind
'Cause all I can think of
Is the life I used to lead
With friends forever
And goals everlasting
Each day that passed
I took for granted
And now I realize
My grand mistake
But now, I treasure
Each passing day
YOU ARE READING
Unseen
PoesiaPoems. The name says it all. Some are happy. Some are sad. All are about this world we call home. And this journey we call life. Unseen. These are poems for those of us who see the unseen.
