The arrows of time
Struck into my soul
It causes pain and deep wound
But never last
Hurt disappears, wound vanishes
It goes forever in the past…
Anxiety for the future is nowhere
Enjoying the spirit of the present
The moment I have right now.
The arrows thrive on me forward
With no baggage
Am I being a free spirit?
©malavikavipin
Dec 25, 2018
Dec 25, 2018 at 10:07 AM UTC
The arrows of time
Struck into my soul
It causes pain and deep wound
But never last
Hurt disappears, wound vanishes
It goes forever in the past…
Anxiety for the future is nowhere
Enjoying the spirit of the present
The moment I have right now.
The arrows thrive on me forward
With no baggage
Am I being a free spirit?
©malavikavipin
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