When was the last time-you lived your life your own way,
investigating the little crossroads as you went by,
Or heard the wind rustling in the woods,
And felt the touch of stones
as you sat on them, lost in thoughts,
Or stared at the grey empyrean growing into infinity,
and found the moonlight flooding into your heart.
When was the last time-
The early morning rays warmed your cheeks,as you began a new day
full of expectations of what it has in store for you,
And watched a flock of geese take to the sky,
Or wished luck on a falling star,
And hoped for it to come true,
Or paused,
And stopped to watch a centipede crawl by.
When was the last time-
you looked at yourself in a mirrorand questioned,
WHO AM I?
1 comment:
My pick among all! There is something about this poem that touches you deep within.
centipede :-)
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