creative-writing, life, love, memories, Poetry, time

Simplicity is hard to express

Expect that

Except that’s not always the case

Sometimes something so relatable

Speaks volumes till it’s too late



creative-writing, life, memories, Poetry, time

I confuse E-motion with motion

Just because your heart beats alike

Doesn’t mean they’re the same

Guess that’s why I keep running to stand still

Some words stay embedded in me

Like the time my father told me

“I’d rather risk losing you than watch you lose yourself”

“Son, you’re just a sum of days

As each day passes on to the next

A piece of you fades away”