You will find me,
Where nobody goes.
Happiness is nothing there,
Only loneliness and peace flows.
Life was never perfect,
lately losing it while fixing imperfections,
It has no cure that's why it remains.
You will see me,
In the shadow under the faint moonlight,
It was full of unplanned perfection.
Some wounds are still the same ,
As I can't stay where sun shines so bright.
A place somewhere between dark and light
Where doesn't exist a thing such as time
The wind feels like a magic of freedom.
Nothing is left nothing is forward
Being tired of existing in this lifeless world,
I live happily in my own abandoned graveyard.
May 3
May 3, 2026 at 3:58 PM UTC
You will find me,
Where nobody goes.
Happiness is nothing there,
Only loneliness and peace flows.
Life was never perfect,
lately losing it while fixing imperfections,
It has no cure that's why it remains.
You will see me,
In the shadow under the faint moonlight,
It was full of unplanned perfection.
Some wounds are still the same ,
As I can't stay where sun shines so bright.
A place somewhere between dark and light
Where doesn't exist a thing such as time
The wind feels like a magic of freedom.
Nothing is left nothing is forward
Being tired of existing in this lifeless world,
I live happily in my own abandoned graveyard.
Written on 11/7/24, during my Pinterest days. I used to share poems without likes or feedbacks ,just to keep them alive somewhere outside of me.
