You can hear the silence in the busy road,
Trying to scream but no one heard,
Running away and leaving the stories I never told.
If we could turn back the time,
I would aggressively hit rewind,
Pause to the mistakes,
Stop the risks I take.
I hit the breaks so early,
I look at the sky fearlessly.
As the waves crashed by to take away the pain,
Suddenly it leaves a scar and stains.
The tress dances in the cold breeze,
As the time went freeze.
Barefoot on the hot sand,
Path of footsteps left behind.
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elegies
PoetryA collection of my poetry and lyrics that I made during the quarantine. Lately, this became my diary. This is composed of my dreams, thoughts, feelings, and fantasy. Some of them are canon, and some of them are based on my very own experience. Somet...
