Maybe Poem by Jason Persilver
Maybe
He ran to the end, just to find his shadow.
He ran so hard, but the goal left him hollow.
Now alone, he shivers with cold,
Can he go back to the days of old?
Must he move on to something else?
Or put his soul in a box upon the shelf?
Maybe someone will buy it,
Maybe they’ll see its worth,
Maybe it could be a gift,
And used to give hope.
YAY! ! You're my first comment on my first poem ever! ! Thank you for the kind words. I'm glad you liked it. And it's ok if you babble. :)
Its a very touching poem....makes you think of yourself before the changes..will anyone see...perhapes sharing is what we need...to show us what others see. Sorry I tend to babble alot...still the poem is great.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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Haha, thanks much Silentpoet! !