In the midst of urgency
I missed my patience
I saw too much
of others' length of race track
therefore I lose too much of myself
witnessing the view
that I even forgot of tying my own shoes to run for mine
After the game ends
The crowd starts cheering for the players
and I realised how lonely I was standing in the crowd
"What am I even doing here?"
The rain falls tapping on my shoulder
whispers words of my wisdoms into my ear
that I once feed myself with nourishing my purpose of life
Hence I got up from the spectator seat
to the actual track of my own stadium
The crowd went silent
watching over my leaving
Here I am
on the ride track, pleased to be meeting with the same lines again in this chapter
The starter pistol buzzing over my eardrums
1
2
3
set
go.
ESTÁS LEYENDO
Repetition
PoesíaSometimes a cup of coffee and morning vibes won't work until you get a pinch of reality to be fully aware of ourselves, and what is truly happening outside our living bubble. Let's read one to find which line of this reality hit yours.
