Snowflakes falling from the sky, like white flowers, glistening even in the darkness, crystalline, pristine ice, froze the time.
It melts, the end of a short life, less than an hour.
If my life was that short, what would I do?
I would feel the world, I would enjoy everything there is to enjoy.
Joy, sadness, love, resentment.
I want to feel the warmth of a hug.
The passion of a kiss.
The tenderness of a hand in mine.
I want to see my fate intertwined with another, mix like paint, blossom like a flower.
I want to look up at the sky.
Open my eyes, and perceive this world.
The difference between fantasy and reality? None.
It's all about what you believe, and I believe that joy is always within reach, under the stars, in the ocean.
In my own heart.
Help me find it, please, and I want to help you find yours.
Because that's what living your life to the fullest means.
Live without regrets, live without giving up hope.
I can define joy, anyone can.
Every droplet of water in the sea, dream, every star in the universe, fantasize, so never stop doing that.
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Ocean of Poems
PoetryThe world will always forget me, Just remember that wherever you may be, Hope is within reach, Because all you have to do. Is reach up, And you can pluck a star out of the sky.
