On the road,
I had forgotten
I found my dream that wasn't true
The results were longline and anchor
Yet I don't have a thing to follow
Still waiting for something to achieve
From the personal effort and leaving
To shut the door that came along
It seems I need to stay alone
Inputting up the pieces of my whole
YOU ARE READING
The dance of Autumn's leaves
PoetryThis Poetry collection is about Lifepath, and the growing up as a mature person. The Book contains philosophical poems about personal achievements and dreams with optimistic, bittersweet and sad taste. Everything written here, is based on my own e...
