I know you're tired.
Being judged because of who you are.
Because of the choices you made.
it wears out your emotions, ypur toughts, your life.
You walk around the streets,
And every step you take without glancing on you are,
You are leaving yourself out of the pressure cooker that you call life.
But my dear, I have a piece of advice for you.
Keep your head high,
To look into the sky,
In search of the kite
That has your dream
In big size.
Be careful with wind,
It may transport
To some unwanted lane.
Know two facts about the wind,
It gives it all or leaves with ypu nothing.
It snatches from someone and gives to you or it snatches from you and gives it to someone.
Why are you breathing the air,
Or living your life,
Like swallowing a big rock the size of an ocean..
We all crack the autumn leaves,
Making crushing sounds,
Moving ypur feet left amd right,
Taking under your sole every fallen leaves
When the truth is we are the one's that are being crushed
I see people in yhe street
Just like me,
Trough their eyes,
As portal of their minds,
Gentlemans and ladies,
Looking for their
Lost faith
And losing time.
Go in search of your dreams,
Because time my dear,
It doesn't wait.
Don't wake up with a frown,
With feeling of numb.
Don't count the seconds as
Background sounds.
Live life fullly...
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Poems That I have done
PoetryI really like writting poems because it just connects us, shows us that we feel basicaly the same thing. I mean how many of us read a romantic sad poem and never understood the meaning? The words are simple but in a diferent direction. In order to...
