Neither a mountain nor a hill
Stuck at being someone in between,
Too proud to be a sheep
Nor a hungry wolf or a sly thief,
Maybe a silly shepherd but who knows really
I myself know anything barely.
Perhaps it will be always be the same
Perhaps the future mimics the past forgotten
All I can do is wait and see
Treasure the moment without regret or reprieve
Let my sow slowly grow
And hopefully one day reap without sorrow.
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Author:
Agantuk (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: July 7th, 2025 11:46
- Comment from author about the poem: Me fr
- Category: Spiritual
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Comments3
Cherish the moment carpe diem and wait for tomorrow to become today. A wonderful write
Excellent write
A lovely write, cherish the moment for what it is and maybe tomorrow will be better, enjoyed the read
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