A poem i wrote....
As memories unravel
Realizations are made
My mind marvels
At all I have missed
It has been said
It is never too late
To seize what’s left
And it’s still too early
To determine my end
I say to myself
As the sun sets
And flowers wither
I reveal my feathers
Set to soar
But all are gone
Oblivion
I bawl at life
Shriek in despair
Bereft of hope
Sunk in stupor
I avert my eyes
And loose hold
Out of the blue
As it arrives
I turn my back
Give it a miss
It’s a vicious cycle
I live to regret
-Nashira. B
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