First steps, first view, first eclipse seen
First feels, first seeks, first win over the odds..
Remember?
Remember.
Your home town knows your every first
You move away with reasons later, to another town
But your town, and not the people you knew but the people you never cared enough to knew better, cried; that last day, when you whispered closes of not coming back
in hazed tones of daffodils and lilac blues to your close ones..
Do you know? You don't.
They were in the life just sonders, words will say this or any pessimist..
But does they looked carefully? I wish at least you would did.
I wish you do, one day.
First collapse from the senses portrayed by foes made you melancholic and half empty in the heart.
Made you think in the end everyone gives up.
But have you meet a winner in a last man finishing the race? You never looked to know...but now that I'm telling you, will you now?
YOU ARE READING
Jumping Into Constellation
Poetry[Rose Awards winner] "All the poems* are from some poetry challenges of poetry contests that have ended (so what, that they have ended? I can still take inspirations from them, right?) and the others are some poems from prompts given by others and...
