A gentle soul
Amidst the fire
Lost in life
In highways shadow
Wanders aimless
Unable to grasp
What others
Take for granted.
The hours, moments
Upon a wish
Pass with haste
A dying kiss
An eye to blink
Or look away
A velvet touch
Of a passing day.
This life
Not one chosen
No bitterness
Nothing stolen
A gentle soul
Amidst the fire
Lost in life
In highways shadow.
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- Published: March 31st, 2025 03:20
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Comments3
There is a feel of drifting in this poem where the gentle soul passively floats through life. There is a melancholic feel to this piece. Lovely
thanking you, much appreciated
Just casually travelling the journey of life, enjoyed the read
thanking you
You are very welcome
Excellent write
very kind, thanking you
You're welcome
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