Roads Poem by Hodaya Peles
Roads
It's not just about you and me.
Can't you see what I see?
It's not what I wanted and it's can not be it.
Like the sand runs in the hourglass the beauty of old times goes and you're left only with a memory.
The time flies and I'm left behind.
The wind is blowing and souls separates to different roads.
Let me free, let me be, I know who am I suppose to be.
Friday, July 29, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: road
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5/3/2024 10:25:58 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Can't you see what I see, great vision.