In this world,
we bound to a future that has never been told,
and here we are,
manifesting on a better future,
happier life,
and wonderful journey.
Someone will have to cry on your shoulder,
because for some people,
there is no where to go to,
there is no place to feel like home.
The swift of the air,
the pleasure that we want every single day,
desire,
and the feeling of winning every single war we are in,
will finally making us far from a place called home.
We lose our identity over what we call the priority,
we become someone we do not know,
we hide ourselves behind these masks,
and we discriminate other people
when they are not in our team.
And the future that has never been told,
will be the greatest thing in this world,
and here we are,
manifesting on that future,
peaceful life,
and amazing journey.
- Author: fikrioshin (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: January 12th, 2024 01:21
- Category: Forgiveness
- Views: 5
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