In The Corner Of Life

Aaliya J

I sit in the corner of some of the biggest walls.

i hum the tunes of my favourite memories.

The books are stacked in accordance to the person who reads it,

makes me realize how each chapter in my life 

is read by each person in their wishful thinking.

 

I continue to sit in the corner, sweating up 

my realizations and sublime myself in the thoughts that I can never be.

For each realizations , I  open up to the new truthful wonders of this world 

we 're all living.

 

I stare at the wooden boards going parallel,

it makes me realize how some people goes parallel in our lives

and never hurt us by touching the line of life.

  • Author: Aaliya J (Offline Offline)
  • Published: July 16th, 2021 08:05
  • Comment from author about the poem: I wrote this poem after I was sitting in my attic thinking about how so many incidents have changed the way I think things through and how some people had affected me in a way .
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Comments1

  • flyingfish

    I like the concept of "I stare at the wooden boards going parallel," ... some people going parallel in our lives. Some people just never say hello. Cheers



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