Like a river... you are.
Watching the drops of it go too far.
Will it ever come back?
The river stays the same.
But the drops are a different one.
Just like the one you became.
Will never be as the one who had gone.
Could you ever get it back?
No... you could not!
You just lost it!
like the river had.
Yet... you still the same.
But your drops no longer remember,
it's way back.
YOU ARE READING
أوراق الخريف🍁-autumn Leaves 🍂
Poetryمجموعة خواطر قصيرة باللغتين العربية والإنجليزية. Some poems in both Arabic and English.
