reflections of now
and thougts of then
life slips by
and i question again
has potential been reached
has it been understood
will i embrace it
will i do what i should
we walk this earth
without open eyes
guided by want
running from cries
i extend my hand outward
hoping to feel it once more
the cold air passes through my fingers
and touches my core
foot prints in the sand,
the mud and the snow
looking back from here
i just dont know
how to react
how to feel
a past holding so much
hard to believe its real
my world grows cold
despite the winter season
its hard to see it now
the once visible reason
we all find it eventually
its what keeps us here
i'll find mine again
i will persevere...
very sweet poem.. i like how much thoughts you have in it.. great work
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Fantastic! Excellent! Loved it