wish i could write like the sunlight softly reflecting off the moon
poets have the eyes to see feel and express something we pass by everyday
just a drop in the ocean, but then there would be no ocean without those drops
wish there were less onlookers and more people who actually cared
some questions unformed like a protest
reverberate in protest hurtingly
like a rose petal pressed between the pages of a book
like drops of sunlight
love can wound for it's lack or for it's abundance..
the ripples a boat leaves in the sea.. imagine the ripples we leave as we move in life.. how many lives.. how many situations we can trigger.. just with one thought.. one step.. one action..
we keep deluding ourselves about control over our feelings and their depth..
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