31 July 2019

Halfway to everything.

To become a butterfly,
To become a bee,
To become an ant,
To become a snail,
To become a spider,
To become a hummingbird.

A destined failure.
A blundered decision.

Without sociality,
Without bravery,
Without hard work,
Without persistence,
Without savings,
Without fragility.

To be perished —
Lose, rotten and decay.

The half rotten
And half ripened
Berry.

 

Written on 31 July 2019.

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Author: emmalhy

Poet | Modernist | Momentographer in search of lost time, and the little miraculous moments

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