Throughout this eternity,
you may call it as you want.
World and I, we had lived separately,
I though, I'm on my own.
Time felt like it's not even passing by,
no hope for it to thrive.
But then out of nowhere,
you and me,
blue and red,
together,
violet.
YOU ARE READING
A Dimming Mind
PoetryA preview of a few poems from A Dimming Mind poetry collection. - I've pondered various ways to describe this book, but none felt right. It's not your conventional book-it's a collection of memories, my memories gathered over the years. The first po...
