Real
I commence my journey as an unbeliever.
My conflicted life lead me through many roads but,
On a night drowned in my sorrows
Ready to give up
I said a prayer that lead me down your path.
I feel your presence around me,
In the moon reflected over the silence of the water.
In the echo of a cold breeze that says you're real.
YOU ARE READING
A Father's Story
PoésieCongratulations to our March 2018 Contest Winners Title Poem and Hand Prompt Winner - @MansiJain605 Prompt #1 Co-Winners - @Leontine_Willow and @HauntingAngel Clown Prompt Winner - @Ajay-Kumar Poetry Prompt Winner - @Jhayash-R Welcome to the March 2...
