Poetry

The Blooming Flowers of 33

I walked too fast, Looked far ahead, Saw the horizon go golden, Rushed my feet, quickened my pace, Ran towards the dusk....but I missed you, didn't I?I missed how beautiful you look in the evening sun, I missed watching your gentle saw to the wind, I missed how breathtaking you look at dawn,That fresh scent… Continue reading The Blooming Flowers of 33

Memoirs, Poetry

33

Thirty times you braced your body and got up, Thirty thousand tear droplets cascading down your cheeks, Three thousand times you murmured it will be okay, while believing not a single word of of it.Three in the morning, waking up with that sinking feeling, Three hundred times they told you it will fail, Three millions… Continue reading 33