It's been a while connected to the writing.
Life moved and so did I.
Leaving behind the words of my past.
And getting into the war of people's blast.
Where nothing mattered other than the presence to live.
Ended up the words of my life.
Today, I thought to get back the words.
That I left behind in my past.
Re-live the connections that lost.
And start breaking up the frost.
Now matters is just the words that are meant to be.
And not the presence to see.
YOU ARE READING
The Beginning
PoetryIt has been a long time I left writing, so its a new beginning for me to again write and explore my words which have been lost since time. It is a short poem containing my feelings towards writing and words expressing the re-birth of a skill which I...
