Invulnerable

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic

There is some point in our life that we feel empty and when the past memories come to fill the big space in our hearts, we either cry or laugh because memories is just a fragment of our past.

I am walking 

the wind is blowing

In the middle of nowhere

Suddenly the time of my life stops there

 

I am not yet invincible

But this moment makes me invulnerable

I'll never ever say

But I think this is the day

 

This complex feelings

End up with kneeling

I want to shout to be alive

But in this world I already survived

 

The air is dancing with my hair

Hidden memories become bare

I don't care if my 'everyday' is unfair

Because it will never be fair

 

The wind is dying

Then my smile is also withering

Reality comes so fast

The same with memories that become rust

 


Submitted: June 13, 2014

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unmasked delusions

Bravo! This was AMAZING! Wow I really can relate to this and because of that I could really feel what you were saying. I loved the way you chose to describe it, its exactly how I would have said it. I loved loved the last line "reality comes so fast the same with memories that become rust" it hit hard. Amazing work!

Sat, June 14th, 2014 1:59pm

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