I am letting my pen talk again,
Trying to make sense of the heavy emotions within,
Its kinda quiet,
Maybe a few cricket chirps and dog barks to add a bit of symphony,
But I am here,
Feeling the loss of a brother,
The absence of the icon,and the cherry on top,
The emptiness of my life.
"One day at a time," I assure myself,
Maybe it's part of the journey,
I don't know what tomorrow holds,
But I am deeply contented now.
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Author:
jjudaharts (
Offline) - Published: October 26th, 2025 15:54
- Category: Reflection
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I hope your journey holds a lot of nice surprises!
As long as one is happy in the moment that is what counts. Live for the moment. Very nice
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