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The day I stood
on the empty throes
of my own soul
is a time when
I realized that
I am a vessel void
of flowing waters
Stagnant—ever so
—the day I stood
on the empty throes
told me secrets
of the greedy rivers
The day I stood
on the empty tresses
of my own life
is a time when
it became clear
that I am not enough
because I am never more
Malignant—ever so
—the day I stood
on the empty tresses
told me regrets
like never before
The day I stood
on the empty space
of my own future
is a time when
it dawned on me
that of all the unknowns
—I was the only
one left behind
Distant—ever so
—the day I stood
on the empty space
told me that peace
fate itself declined
The day I stood
on the empty silence
of my own toil
is a time when
I reveled upon the truth
of how to be farther
along the journey
Indignant—ever so
—the day I stood
on the empty silence
told me that
to love is to let go
and that the days
passing by each
are a story
YOU ARE READING
a symphony of stars, a cacophony of wishes.
Poetry❝𝘵𝘰 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘥 𝘮𝘺 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘪𝘯 𝘢 𝘭𝘪𝘧𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘳𝘦𝘨𝘳𝘦𝘵𝘴 𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘬 𝘵𝘰 𝘮𝘺 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘵 𝘮𝘢𝘺𝘣𝘦 𝘐 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘨𝘰𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘯 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘦𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘴 𝘰𝘧 𝘩𝘶𝘳𝘵 𝘴𝘰 𝘐 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘵 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘢𝘨𝘢𝘪𝘯❞ ˜"*°•˜"*...
