looking at the crowds of distancing souls,
each playing integral roles,
as mothers, doctors, sons and friends,
each with hearts of gold and eyes of gems.
it was then when things were out into perspective.
everyone had dreams and goals of their own,
in this space time dimension - i wasn't alone.
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Gone was time • poetry collection
PoetryYou don't see it. You don't hear it. You don't feel it. Quietly, it creeps away like a sinful thief, stealing all your moments, your months, your memories and gone was time. More often than not, many of us don't fully comprehend the weight a moment...
