one last wish? am I still entitled to this?
I would like... I would like a lot … ah… how many there are
the one who has no memories cannot have a future
before reaching a name on the long list of lost objects
realizes the value of regret and time (the lost past)
and it's as if you still want to let the wind to touch your hair and pull furrows in the sky
sometimes I feel like I can be the summer solstice
to divide time into hours, days, moments
but what I don't have is already past. I will be lost too
souls, don't let indifference to wash away your colors
because you need the soul, not the eyes, to find the way
and to help you pass all the customs of heaven
- Author: cosmacpan ( Offline)
- Published: September 1st, 2021 14:04
- Category: Unclassified
- Views: 9
To be able to comment and rate this poem, you must be registered. Register here or if you are already registered, login here.