fiction and poetry, Life, lost, Love, Poems, Poetry


In the Sky
as deep as blue oceans,
azure as ever,
I do have a longing
for the clouds
that once taught me
imaginations takes shapes
if you seek with a true heart.

I befriended them as a kid
with no intent whatsoever,
Twenty years have passed,
I just seek the same imagination,
of a kid running in fields
lying on the grass
and seeing his imagination take shapes.
It’s tough now,
Maybe something happened.
Maybe Life happened.


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