Silent ink on page,
Words that may never be read,
Echoes of my soul.
Fleeting moments pass,
Heartbeats that may cease to beat,
Time's unyielding toll.
A bird in the sky,
Flying towards the unknown,
Leaves behind its nest.
Like a river's flow,
Life goes on, forever changed,
In case I die, rest.
YOU ARE READING
Coffee, Books, and Me |POETRY|
PoetryThis is a collection of Unpredictable Poetries. Coffee, and books have always been my greatest companions in writing my poems. A lot of thoughts always pop up in my mind every time I drink coffee or read books.
