A thump on a busy street,
A clap in a theater,
A coin in coins,
A word forgotten,
A fleeting glance,
I am.
The sun we know,
The smile you love,
The air to breathe,
The wish to die for,
Your song,
I am not.
My fate!!
But belief catches up fast,
Panting for breath-
“If the head is held high,
The heart is strong,
A dream in your eye,
And you know you are loved”
I will be whatever I want to be.
2 comments:
Very nice!
Lost in abstractness....
I didn't die and i lived on,
lived on to tell a tale,
a tale no one wanted to know,
to know was to acknowledge
to acknowledge the insgnicifcant us,
insignificant us on a road unknown,
road unknown which i didn't take,
I didn't take as I lived on,
lived on to tell a tale.!!
:-)....
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