It is almost cruel
How they look at you:
Cold, indifferent,
Yet steady,
With an unblinking assurance
And stubborn perseverance.
She finds them lovely,
Romantic and so forth;
So how utterly lucky
Would be the one
To hold the bouquet of those
Silent observers
With his bare hands…
Oct 5, 2025
Oct 5, 2025 at 8:53 AM UTC
It is almost cruel
How they look at you:
Cold, indifferent,
Yet steady,
With an unblinking assurance
And stubborn perseverance.
She finds them lovely,
Romantic and so forth;
So how utterly lucky
Would be the one
To hold the bouquet of those
Silent observers
With his bare hands…
Originally published on Medium @ Poets Unlimited
https://medium.com/poets-unlimited/now-voyager-b03229cb4bb5
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