CONTEMPLATE

fikrioshin



He always looking thoughtfully for a long time,

wondering about tomorrow,

thinking about what's gonna happen if only he walks a bit slower,

I keep telling him "It's okay".

 

He is there,

counting stars,

sitting on an earthy floor,

mumbling in silence,

breathing,

healing,

and crying.

 

 

 

  • Author: fikrioshin (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: January 17th, 2024 03:08
  • Category: Reflection
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