I'm taking a break for a while, for no specific reason. Maybe because, I don't get as much inspirations as I used to.
No one waits to see the moment of spring blossom,
Till yesterday time wasn't moving,
Around you time isn't enough,
Why do we not say anything today?
I wonder what this is,
The night didn't dawn,
Even if it did, the day didn't end.
Not the past, not the future,
Just the present with you.
No roots grown, no seeds sown,
yet his garden is blooming.
No swords, no wars,
yet he has won her heart.
The hesitation that's all over the heart,
Where will it take us?
Where do we find the answer to this?
If you do, let me know.
What is this connection that we have?
Even when we don't understand,
Even when he doesn't know who she is,
Without a question, she is following his footsteps.
Even after the path ends, the journey continues,
Even after the bird disappears across the sky,
The leaves continue to dance with the wind.
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Author:
Qurra Ain (Pseudonym) (
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- Comment from author about the poem: I got the motive to write this when I was reading a particularly sad chapter of a webtoon. I think I've written this from every point of view possible - the girl, the boy and the reader. I felt so sad and worried about their ending, that I was very affected emotionally, so I wrote this.
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