Today when I walk alone,
I remember how
it felt invincible
to know no fear.
Nothing could stop me.
It still cannot.
Everything which felt close,
exciting and fun,
is transient.
Always in the moment
but not totally,
held back by fear of losing it.
I will lose it anyway.
Excited to meet new moments,
looking back at old ones
cherishing them,
like they were those drops of rain,
before they hit the ground.
2 comments:
Aaaaaaaaaaaaaah! I am drenching myself in those raindrops! Man! you are a poet who is all about those last few lines. What a poem! Marvellous! Felt like drought without reading your poems!
Thanks a lot, Bala. Your comments keep me going!
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